[Unbothered, they raise their eyebrows in faux alarm, like they've committed some grave offence. Then, without doing an accent, they continue.]

Terribly sorry, you scurvy dog. Where and when would you prefer I taunt you in your ignorance?

If it is on the sea salty waters of the ocean, my hearties might be a bit pre-occupied with avasting, but I can pencil you in for a place commonly occupied by landlubbers and timbers of mine to shiver.