On the joys of knowing everything -example 1

I was in Cuba in November.  I was heading out for a night of dancing with a group of Canadians from my hotel when we were joined by a couple of European guys.  One of them started chatting with me, so I asked him where he was from. 

"Estonia", he replied, and then rather sullenly added, "I bet you don't even know where that is."

"You mean the Baltic Republic bordering Russia?  Capital city Tallinn?" I answered.

At which point we reached the doors of the club and I sailed through on a wave of self-satisfaction.