He absorbs all of that without any change in expression. He simply sets his glass of whisky down on the bar as he says. "I see."

Now he's reaching across as if he means to offer his hand to Tom's for a congratulatory handshake. "Let me give you my regards, in that case."

Quick as the crack of a whip, his hand goes up to "Tom's" cheek, fingers digging into the prosthetic he knows to be there, and he yanks it away.