Now the girl's beginning to make this fun. From her expression he can guess her suspicion. In return he grins as he strokes the chin of his favorite pet. He snickers at her expense, "She could answer that best, wouldn't you say?"

His favorite pet shares a conspiratorial snicker as he continues heaping attention on the cat. Of course, Ratigan realizes they're trapped in some strange city. Wouldn't hurt to show a little formality, would it? Even if she didn't give any information, he'd have a little fun.

Turning to Priere, he curtsies theatrically as he introduces himself, "Professor Ratigan at your service."