She had to stop at the mention of the fireplace and slowly turned to face him. "We're in the tropics. Why do you need a fireplace?" Oh. Look. A fireplace.

Wait. He had to be messing with her! This was a joke, right? "You're not pranking me, are you? Why would there be an issue?" She echoed. "Oh, right. we're on the top floor. takes a bit for the water to get up here. Wait... tell me this place has its own boiler." Wren was clearly a little overwhelmed by all this and the hysteria was getting just a bit out of control.