He reaches over to accept that handshake, not bothering in the slightest to try to hide that he's pleased with himself for providing some amusement. It counts as an accomplishment by his metrics.

"Don't worry about it, Klaus. At least not any extra on my account." Worry as much as necessary otherwise. That's valid.

Hardison sits back and makes himself comfortable now that it looks like getting shooed off is not on the menu. "If they can't even give a man the dignity of a free Ninja Turtles wall calendar, what's he supposed to do? Etch days onto his slate tablet down at the schoolhouse? Nah. We got other business to deal with."