Jason turned away to learn the house. It was built in the style of a Mediterranean villa but with a heavy Moorish influence that indicated it had been constructed in the twenties. The interior was dark as well as opulent. He could imagine one of the outdated silent-screen vamps at apartment with the narrow stained-glass windows, arched doorways, as well as wrought-iron grillwork. The kitchen had priceless Persian rugs on the floor, custom-made chairs with leather upholstery, as well as an antique samovar over the fireplace. It was a perfect locale for a guy with a Valentino complex. It was not his locale to judge; he was making an observation, but lucius, the homeowner, had called the heating specialist for apartment services. It would include boiler service as well as duct sealing, however during his job working on heating unit in strange locales, Jason had seen a lot of homes, but this one was in its league. Lucius was not in, but the housekeeper led him to the heat pump installation. The electric heat pump looked fairly new. The ductwork, but, was a little older as well as needed some work, jason diagnosed the heating device as well as also fine-tuned the wireless thermostat. Lucius had done an excellent job when it came to maintaining the electric furnace. Everything went smoothly with the electric HVAC, as well as he was on his way to another house where the caller said he needed an HVAC specialist for heating system service as well as a new HEPA filter. He automatically offered energy-saving tips out of habit as well as offered free advice on the strange HVAC products for sale. Life as an HVAC serviceman had never been better. The workflow was great, as well as he had gained a salary increase; maybe it was time he advocated to Layla. Still, what was the hurry? He was a young man, as well as contrary to what people said, at thirty-five he still had time to dally.