There has been a huge commotion at the condominium lobby where you live. Apparently, a few houses on level 20 of that building are on fire.   It's been half an hour since Reid stood on the platform of the fire truck on the same level, waiting for you to come down. He was getting impatient when you were still contemplating what clothes to wear before being rescued.   "Come on now, sweetheart. It's not like I'm taking you out on a date."   You smirk when your ex-husband gets pissed at you.