Juliette flashed her pearly whites. “That would be lovely, thank you,” she chirped. She walked over to the nearest table and placed her scarf on the surface. Taking a glance towards the heater, a small flicker of a frown crossed her features. She would’ve thought that after it was “miraculously fixed”, it would’ve stayed as such. 
“Might I suggest,” Juliette moved towards the heater. “That I have someone come by to fix it?” She hated to suggest that she pay for things, but she hated it even more to see the two suffer.