Fires seem to be running in the family lately (knock on wood - NO MORE!!!). So it wasn’t a surprise that when walking home from dinner at The Whip (best taco salad EVER) on Main Street that we ran into 20+ firemen debriefing from a fire at a historic building around the corner. I looked at Heena, “We could continue down Main … or we could jump into the fireman madness?” “You’re kidding right?” she replies (like I even had to ask), and we head in. Watching and trying to determine what had happened … OK, fine .. we were scoping out the potential. And look what we found. Fireman Naughty.