"I suppose so - I won't look a gift horse in the mouth, I'm going to ride it until it's dead. Do you want the tour, or should I cut to the chase, and show you the best spot in the house. Well. One of. They've certainly appeased my porch fetish."

A beat passed.

"That's also where ninety percent of the furniture is. Maybe they're not that impressed, after all." But by the crooked grin he wore suggested he wasn't that offended.