[Sam all but ignores the protest, pinching the bridge of his nose.]

Look, I've got nothin' against you personally, all right, but I've got no time for werewolves. I barely had the patience for 'em in my world and adjustin' to this one is difficult enough without runnin' into whatever packs you all have set up here.

[he gives Nicolas a level look, eyes straight and shoulders square. You don't show weakness to a werewolf; that's rule number one in his world.]

So how 'bout I never saw you, and you never saw me, and we'll leave it that.