We all done stabbing each other and being drunk and hungover as shit? Could've done without that, but then I guess that's not news for anyone here.

Anyway. Some of you folks already figured from how I was dropped into the fountain in full gear, but I'm a firefighter. Squad, even — [ he flashes a quick grin, almost mischievous. ] — which is way better.

Point is, you see a fire, get stuck somewhere, a building collapses, that kind of thing — call the fire department and we'll get you out, all right?

[ There’s a man in full fire-fighter gear, oxygen mask and all, standing in the fountain dripping wet. ] What the hell?

[ A beat, another, then he’s visibly shaking himself out of it and stepping out of the fountain, taking off helmet and mask and stuffing them under one arm, reaching out to grab a passerby with the other. ] Hey, you. Mind explaining what the hell’s going on here? ‘cause this ain’t Chicago.


( say hello to one kelly severide, city ♥ )