"Oh my god," I say, putting my hand over my mouth. "I cannot believe you built a- um- I'm going to call it a shelter, because I care."

It's just a very nice level of forethought, really. Preparation and consideration and all that. Not going to lie, it's winning me over. Not that I was under, really, but there's more of the over, now.

"I'm impressed. But prepared to take all this back if I get rained on."

(Not really, because what's a little rain?)