[Success. His twelve-year-old sensibilities are pleased as punch at the notion of getting to be an authority on something, even if it's only to one other person and about a topic so outlandish you'd almost think he was kidding.]

Oh, yes, it seems there are all sorts of them. My mother was taken to one once, that's how I know of it.

[HOORAY, HE'S SPECIAL.]

What's the name of your kingdom? You must have one; I wonder if I've heard tell of it before.