On the other hand, Lex had had tact, or some semblance of it, beaten into him since birth and it was because of that that he only gave a small sigh when he recognized the look on the man's face after he introduced himself. He knew that look intimately after so long on the island. He'd been recognized as a comic book super villain.

Somehow, he really didn't think this Trip Tucker was Walter de Courcey in disguise.

"Yes, we live down the way, on the other side of the path. There is nothing quite like living on the beach." He said politely.