"Yeah, cleaning toilets is really going to teach me not to stand up for others," Billy said, pulling a face as he glanced around. The place didn't actually look too dirty if that really was what he was supposed to do. He would have thought it would be like a locker room or something, only with adult jocks instead of teenagers. This place didn't smell like a locker room at least.

"Do I, uh, do I salute you or something?" Billy asked, the question coming out far more sarcastic than he meant it to. He didn't do so well switching out of surly mode. "I've never met a fireman one-on-one before."