As sad, melodramatic music plays, Alex washes up in the sink in an empty room of bunks. She is wearing a sports bra, which I wouldn't mention except that you don't see a lot of the male firefighters wearing those. (Except for Firefighter Hanson, who has that unfortunate pituitary gland problem.) Alex looks back at her bunk. It's surrounded by those curtains you usually see in a hospital, and a sign reads "Keep Back, 200 ft." She's a woman, not a leper. Jeez. Her bed is by the window and in the far corner. She puts down her gear, puts her arms around her knees, and gets stoic. As she gets introspective, we get quick cuts of a guy in a house wearing no pants as Alex walks in. He doesn't look like an invited guest. Breaking her out of her memories, some guys walk in and ask her (through the curtain) if she wants to take a shower. They have a sign, one of them says, that she can flip to "female." "No thanks," she says. Why shower when you can sink-wash? Alex lies back in bed as the guys walk off, cracking jokes about nothing in particular.
Jimmy walks into Lt. Johnson's office, and Johnson is bitching about how much paperwork he has. He says the new NYFD has more logs than Lincoln. Tee hee. He also says he's not a firefighter anymore, he's a paper pusher. Jimmy playfully disagrees. Jimmy apologizes for the hose kink. Johnson says it's okay, he's just rusty. Jimmy, smirking, says he's not rusty and he wants to make sure this won't screw him up for the next fire. Because that's what important: Jimmy's reputation, not that some people could die or anything. Jimmy goes on: he says he's ready and able. "So noted," Johnson says.
Outside, Jimmy runs into Alex. He asks if she still wants that tour. "I can figure it out," she says. Look, I'm all for showing the guys up, but does that mean going out of your way to not be at all friendly in a new work environment? Alex, we want to love you, seriously. Don't make us all feel like perverts. Jimmy tries again, and Alex shoots him down again. Jimmy's about to walk off and then he turns around. "Hey, you know, Danny Gamble is a friend of mine," he says finally. "So?" she asks. Jimmy says he doesn't know what happened at her old precinct, but that maybe she misread it. Okay, Alex, now you can be unfriendly to Jimmy. He's starting to deserve it. "Fine," she says coldy. "He's a perfect gentleman." One of the other firefighters interrupts to ask Jimmy if he wants to play some basketball. When he leaves, Jimmy asks again if she misread the situation. Alex says she doesn't want to talk about it. And sounds like she means it.