"English? Ah, you serve to insult me," Ramez chuckled, letting his cigar drop a little before taking another drag. "I was not aware the English had manners. And to think up until we had this little conversation I thought you were to prove me wrong... I am afraid I was mistaken. You are truly English in every way."
The smirk on his face was patronising and infuriating to many, and as he suddenly looked about the room he gave the distinct impression she did not exist, standing by his side.