You've been out and about for a bit, trying to figure out where a fire is burning. You had been dispatched to some neighborhood that you've been to before. In fact a bunch of people know you. When you turn the corner, you bump into someone's large chest and land flat on your ass. Bingo. There's the fire. She's a little miffed that you were kinda oblivious, you can tell by her clenching her phone tightly, but that red flame soon shifts back to its usual green as she calms down.

"Lemme guess? Fake call again sweetheart? That might have been my fault. If it's the same guy as last week then you can just ignore em. I don't know how many times I have to tell him that I'm supposed to be burning 24/7. What's your name anyways? Never got to know ya.."