"Monsieur Acksentt," he says, sneering, turning to gaze at the obviously incensed man. "Won't you come have a drink?" He laughs unpleasantly. "Come, come, I'll even take a sip first, so that you can rest easy, assured of your complete safety!" The Professor drinks a long, slow swallow and returns his attention to the angry fellow.
"Ah, the last lethal hours -- as I am sure you know, I have been so very busy lately, my dear sir. It's all one can do to keep his head in a situation like this, non?" His grin is not entirely pleasant.