Mark D's Car Catches Fire

It was a quiet Saturday morning at work when suddenly Mark D burst into the office yelling, "what's the phone number of the fire department?". I laughed and told him, "9 1 1 you big dummy!" He then blurts out that his car is on fire. He's in such a tizzy that I call for the fire truck. I walk out to the lot to see Mark's car fully involved.
Now there 4-5 of us watching Mark's car burn. The SJFD show up and quickly extinguish the fire.
I just couldn't believe the question Mark asked. What a maroon.