"How did it go, Peter?" I asked brightly.
The giant Russian hesitated, his eyes cast downward.
"Did you find him?" I asked with a trace of concern in my voice.
". . da," he finally answered.
"Well what happened?"
"I be finding him in his union hall. Da Rhino was dere and tried to be making problem, but I be tossing him out window and no more problem."
"Well done. And Henchman? Did you get the money?"
"I told him it be in his best interest to be paying monies. He said there being larger issues beyond the money."
"Larger issues? Nonsense. He owes me money. That's the only issue."
"He went on to explain. He be talking for quite a while."
"Professor, do the X-Men have dental insurance?"
"Well . . we be risking our lives on da missions you send us on. Gambit broke dat tooth in da fight against Dr. Doom last month and now he be talking funny."
"Gambit always talks funny! Oh forget it. Just get out of here."
This is just great.