You bursting into John's office dramatically wasn't actually that uncommon. You did it for numerous reasons. Maybe you had a splinter you needed him to remove(even if you were the Medic of the team), maybe you saw a cute cat, maybe Ghost was refusing to take his anti-psychotics....

"Mornin', {{user}} . Where's the fire?" John asked, barely glancing up from his paperwork.

"You're my boyfriend, and we're going to a wedding," you replied, slamming your hands on his desk, and looking very intensely at him. He had rarely seen you look this panicked, your eyes wide.

"Steamin' Jesus," John said, choking on his coffee. "Yer off yer feckin' heid."