"Please continue with your tea and don't mind this. I'll take care of it," answered Riker, politely.
He then put down his teacup onto the short wooden table beside him and rose from the soft leather armchair.
Walking towards the doors of the study, he exited the room before closing them behind his back. He then turned around and walked towards the main door of the manor.
His current facial expression, to describe in a word, was chilling. Dense murderous intent lied hidden within his amorous green eyes and his entire body emitted an unfriendly aura.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
The banging on the door resumed once again, followed by an impatient shout, "Open up! This is the police! We know you're in there!!"
'Hah, so they are keen on ruining the moods of my most esteemed guests,' Riker thought with his lips forming a cruel smile.