Mr President Cyberdemon, We need to discuss this other species that has come to our land, they are destroying our kind, I along with the rocket party recommend we stop this unknown kind, before he causes anymore damage, what do you say
*ahem* Excuse me, Doom Gentleman, but you seem to be trespassing onto my domain of this toasty place I've been calling home for the last 4,000,000,000 years. Sir, I must ask you to leave, before I'm forced to use my green-fire powers to dispose of you, chap.
ALMOST! You see the pipe? I think he should be talking like Sherlock Holmes. He should DEDUCE that I have been trespassing in his domicile or something. If you're just going to go for vague British, he's got to at least offer tea and crumpets or something.