If you're acting daft, I'm afraid I have little choice but to call you daft.

[ Goodness, that did hit a nerve didn't it? Diego pursed his lips slightly, hand coming down to rest on his hip as he shifted his weight from one side to the other. Unfamiliar as he was with this place, at least one thing remained constant and he could take solace in getting underneath Johnny's skin. ]

And to answer your question, how am I meant to remember a place that I've never seen before in my life? What could I possibly have to gain by lying about it?