Well, a significant portion of mine would think this wholly beyond the pale. [His accent shifts as he speaks, so the last part is a mockery. The precise, waspish affectation of it wouldn't be recogniseable to anyone outside of his own time and place, but perhaps the pomposity is. Beyond the pale.]

Screw ancestors. If they'd rather their progeny turned out different, perhaps they should have screwed different people, themselves.

[With a quick movement, he lifts the other leg, both now stretched across Dorian's, as he leans forward to offer an outstretched hand.]

Likewise. I'd offer to buy you a drink if there weren't a perfectly good vintage going to waste on the floor.