This particular "Special Look/Glance" of utter, comprehensive, even potentially epoch-defining disapproval, delivered by Mr. Bettany, is quite capable of inducing instantaneous gobsmackedness, perhaps featuring no small amount of drool, and a monumental, summary composure vacuum, in the recipient, in this instance poor Mr. Fitzgerald. The Agent manages to more or less avoid falling into a fugue state, or some such, but is visibly shaken, to be sure.