Eugenides grinned back, betraying his age a little further if his lost face hadn't already done so. People would be pleased to know that he didn't allow his less-than-lucky disposition to mar the general welfare of his teeth.
Lifting his right elbow to rest over the back of his couch, his sleeve sagging, hidden away from the man, he asked in the same light-hearted tone that the conversation demanded, "Can you kindly tell me more about this place, then?" And he could start with where it was or what it was called, Gen thought.