Kavinsky had a good ear. Cain tried his best to keep his accent from seeping through too much, especially with strangers. When people knew he was a colonist, he tended to get treated a lot shittier. It's definitely there though.

Cain smirked and straightened up.

"This one?" He made a bit of a face, "Ne etot*. They've got to have something a little less..." He sort of thrusted his hips to demonstrate, "Pentrate-y. This is for bitches. I haven't looked in the other rooms. Have you?"

He wasn't exactly thrilled that the guy isn't willing to give him anything to call him, but he couldn't help throw a bit of Russian in there to test the waters.

(*not this one)