"Now, would you say name-calling is common practice in this firehouse?" The girl asked y/n
"You must be talking about Lard Ass." Y/n shook her head
"Lard Ass?"
"The man's torso was stuck in a drive-through window. Cap got the brilliant idea to slather the man's hindquarters in rendered pig fat. Ergo... Lard Ass."
"Do you happen to know this man's actual name? I would love to get a statement from him, too." She brought out her notepad
"No, but I'm sure you can get it from the Texas State Prison system." She shrugged "He's in for murder. If Cap hadn't tackled the guy, it could have been a lot worse"
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-all unedited-she may take some peoples scenes jobs on a call and/or lines it's just easier to fit her in that way!
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