"Pleasure is mine." Nodding, Ridic understood. Not that he had been a firefighter, but again with the new-ness. He looked at the firehouse for a moment, gazing upon it in all of it's glory, before turning his gaze back to Jillian. She was from out of town, too? Well, that was obvious. For a split second he wondered where exactly she had come from, then remembered he wasn't supposed to care about people.
But she was so pretty.
"Where are you from?" He couldn't help himself. "That smile and the way you talk says...Somewhere West?"