( maybe there's a time and place for this, but the curiosity inventor in her wouldn't be able to rest if she didn't at least take a quick look at it. so when she has it in her hand, jinx is careful about it -- not to extend it or moving it around all willy-nilly. all she does is feel the texture and maybe flipping it over. )

Hm, that's it, huh? We didn't had anything like this where I'm from. ( a pause. ) — 'Less the fancy rich Topsiders had 'em all along and they were holding out on us. Wouldn't be the first time.

( and just by that explanation, quentin has gathered a few things about her. one, where she's from -- she lives lower class and maybe in poverty. and two, the rich treated the poor like scum. anyhow, she carefully hands it back to him but not without plant a quick kiss on the lips. juuuuust in case her curiosity just now dipped the mood a bit. )