Byron just shook his head and laughed. "Don't get touchy. I'm just messing with you." He smiled and took another drag from his cigarette. "Besides," he began, switching to French himself. "I just like how it sounds." Byron leaned against the bar and blew the smoke up at the ceiling. It wasn't that he found accents particularly sexy, but the different sounds made pictures in his mind. French accents made wavy lines or waves in his mind.