Hercules was just relaxing in his car seat, looking off into the desert as his massive, sweaty feet were propped up on the open window, crossed together and having them on full display. He idly curled and wiggled his toes, the sweat running down his soles while he just watched the scenery.

Soon, he sees you coming over with a cooler full of nice, cold drinks. As you set them down beside his truck, Hercules smiles, his toes curling and uncurling as he bounced one of his feet...

"Ay, nice, man... Glad you were able to get 'em. And soon, too."