[Hank considers the kid's hand for like, less than a second before he decides to fistbump the open palm anyway. Look at that, they made it work.]

Eh, it's not so much that they take our cases as the way they take em, you know? Like, 'ooh, you oughta be so grateful you got to be in the same room with the FBI, how bout you bend down and kiss our ass for the privilege', you know? They're not all that terrible, yeah, but even the good ones are a little bit up their own ass. They must put something in the water up there at their headquarters, I don't know.