I lived in B-tower a few years back, and for some reason, every, every fire alarm in the building was B tower. Smoke alarm malfunctions at 1 am? B-tower. SMG kid thinks setting off the fire alarm at 4 am during finals is funny? B tower. Senior RA burns his popcorn and sets off the fire alarm? B-tower. I have such fond memories of standing on the street at 4 am in December with sweats and winterwear hastily piled over my pjs while watching some guy with a guitar play/sing "The Song" and a girl standing there barefoot in a silk nightgown because "omggg the buidling's on fireeeee!!" I also have fond memories of walking down from the 10th floor while B&G guys insensitively compared our fire drill to 9-11, which naturally made all of the New Yorkers' blood boil. Seriously though, I was leaving a wedding at The Castle on Saturday night, heard an alarm going off and looked over, and of COURSE it was coming from Warren. Some things never change!