It sounds absolutely fascinating. [He's not lying. He is fascinated. All the exciting bits, none of the acting like a parody of yourself while attending parties held by people you stopped enjoying the company of years ago.

He glances up to see what she's looking at.]

Ah. That would be one of mine. Well, not the building, that abomination unto architecture is the fault of someone much higher--of perhaps lower?--in the family tree. But the memory's mine.