The alarm clock went off and Janine reached for it. She opened her eyes as the beeping noise stopped and smiled at the beautiful summer day outside her window. Janine loved sunny days and found the roof of the firehouse to be the perfect place to enjoy a nice day while she ate lunch. She looked forward to that today. Besides, something about enjoying the life and beauty of summer while sitting literally on a vault full of ghosts tickled her funny bone.

There had been an unusual number of calls recently, so it was possible she'd be too busy for a nice lunch on the roof. For the most part, though, Janine was pleased with the uptick in business. As long as the guys were going out ghostbusting, she would still get paid and still get to work with them every day.

Janine slipped into the shower and let the hot water pour over her. It was easily the most peaceful part of pretty much any day. Working for a bunch of ghost hunters was certainly never dull and definitely not what Janine would consider low stress. She wouldn't change it now, though. She genuinely enjoyed her job (haunted flowers notwithstanding). Besides, she was pretty sure the guys would fall apart without her and being needed was always a nice feeling.

Wrapped in a towel with her hair dripping onto the carpet, Janine stood before her closet and considered her options. After rejecting several choices, she finally settled on a blue skirt and a creamy white top cut low enough to be interesting, but high enough to wear to work. Every little bit helped.

Once she was dressed and made up with her hair done stylishly, Janine grabbed her purse and headed out towards work. She had called a bakery near the firehouse yesterday and ordered a spread of donuts to share with the guys that she could pick up on her way in this morning. It had been a rough week and they all deserved a treat.

Last time, the bakery had given her all powdered sugar donuts and she had nearly gone wild watching Egon eat one, powdered sugar begging to be kissed off his lips. This time, she made sure there was only one powdered sugar one in the bunch and she intended to claim it for herself. Maybe watching her eat it would elicit a similar reaction from her favorite scientist.

Not that he ever did react, but Peter swore up and down that Egon returned her feelings. So she remained ever hopeful, despite his always professional demeanor towards her. First she needed to get him out of that lab, though!