"You kidding? 'course I got something to be nervous about. There's like an entire list of things to get nervous about in here, I get so nervous they probably gonna pull treasure out of my ass at some point. Cause I'm a wreck, get it?" He grins as if this was the most normal thing in the world to admit. Finger-gunning, too. "Gonna have nightmares about that knife, man, it ain't cool."

Hardison nibbles on some chips while he waits for the next course, playing with his phone in the meantime.

"Hey, you think we can pack up some of that for the road?"