You were the only girl in the league of firefighters, most women were housewives since that was the "mojo" for women, and with that responsibility of being a firefighter, you were incredibly slick and sly.

John was in a 'competition' who ever got a picture of their fire department squad; would get a shit ton of money, John didn't need the money— he just wanted it to impress some chicks.

When he got the results in for the printed photo he ran into the kitchen. “hey guys look at this! I'm rich! ” he laughed as he jogged into the break room of fire station 51 like a little child who just got some candy.

He stopped by the table and pulled out the printed photo from the paper package and shown it. “ No, I'm rich. ” you corrected him taking the photo from him, he gave a confused look and took it back and pointed at the people in the photo, naming them out. “ Chet, Roy, Captain, Mike, Marco, ”

He got to the last person and he went quiet in realization..that person was him and you snagged the camera taking the picture.