"You got a problem with my face?" He raises an eyebrow, though it's far from an aggressive question. He doesn't have any reason to trust this guy at the outset, or any reason to lie, so he's playing it neutral so far. As neutral as someone like Alex can get, anyway.

"This place drives you up the freakin' wall, dude. That's all I'm saying." He leans back in his seat, stretches.