"Uh ... all right."

John takes a look at both rooms from where he stands, which is to say, he doesn't really look at all. Nor does he care.

But Ahim is putting in some effort, and the part of him that likes dogs and (okay, fine, sometimes) kids keeps him from overspilling the grumpiness.

He gestures to the room to his right with the jut of his chin.

"I'll take that one."