“The word was out that maybe, just maybe, a British accent would fit. The hair, the skin tone and the bridgework would have to be up to American network standards, but there had been a lot of British accents up there thanking their mothers for their Oscars, a lot of British accents singing on Broadway, and some unusually big audiences tuning in to British accents in wig on Masterpiece Theatre.”
“My gosh, that voice... deep and soft, with the hint of an accent. British, maybe? I was definitely a sucker for accents.”
“Ooh. British accent alert. I love accents. I sat up straighter to make sure I didn’t miss a word.”
“An accent. HE HAS A BRITISH ACCENT. Dear God, I'm dying.”
“His accent was thick and British, the kind that makes North Americans feel slightly ashamed.”
“He had a hint of a British accent; either he was American and had been educated in England or was English and had been living in America too long. (Or he just could have been an asshole.)”