"No," Jude answers, shaking his hair out of and back into his eyes as he shakes his head. Even with his problems, he'd remember this guy if he'd seen him anywhere before. Heard him anywhere before. He hasn't heard a voice like that outside the clubs his college acquaintances used to drag him to.

"It's just about to not have a bathtub," he explains. "Need a new one after the quake, and if you keep going through, the back porch and door are all smashed up." In case there was any possible argument for him putting the whole tub back on the pipe, which his hands really don't want to do today.

Since the guy is already here--

"Hey, would you mind--" he stops, taking a second past the outfit, at the person underneath. Yeah, he's probably not moving that tub right now. "Nevermind. You're looking for a house?"