[FOR FUCK'S SAKE, and the curse he hisses out confirms that oh, yes, this is most definitely a Frenchman through and through. Though it was clearly accidental, and so he lets it go. For now. Because he's nice.

He is, however, going to dig around and, wouldn't you know it, that sure is a flashlight. He flicks it on and off, then tucks it next to him in the chair.]

No. But maybe that's not so shocking. You got any criminal connections? Anybody who might wanna get you outta the way or something?