"Draco lupus!" Severus exclaims, charmed by the image. Glancing around to be sure no one's watching, he conjures up an small illusion of a wolf-faced dragon with grey-green brindled feathering and appealingly perky ears, perching over a brick house and pouring fire down the chimney from its jaws, plumed tail wagging excitedly.
Severus watches the three of them absently as he listens closely to Rus. A particularly heartfelt swig from T2 accompanies Rus's explosion, and he lets the struggle not to snicker at the man (T2, not Rus) show on his face. Still with the same mostly-sheepish expression, he explains, "I know, but it was offensive; I just lost my temper a bit... anyway, I told them they'd be better off just negotiating with you," his eyes widen innocently, "is it my fault if they can't recognize good advice when they hear it?"
Nodding, he says, "All right. You want them to see that? I think you should call for another bottle at some point, though, and give our gracious host to understand, well, that I'm still cranky and meant it but you're disappointed and can corral me if motivated. But I'll bow to your expertise." He hefts a dart with a lazily content look, and inquires, "What sort of shape had you in mind?"
I hear people forget pain, but I've never had that problem. :\ Hee. My initial impression was more Christopher Lee in a goatee, but I was a fast convert, let me tell you! I'm hoping that IMDB is joking, but of course they aren't either. :( I have this image of Red Jack in a leather apron and a pogo stick to launch his jet-pack with, and Captain Jack running after him with a B-movie laser gun... And then he turns into Heath Ledger in Joker makeup and it becomes a much better movie. ^,^