Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Drake was dressed in his old NightWatch uniform with his helmet tucked under his arm. He looked straight forward and smiled broadly as he began speaking. "Hi. I'm Drake Marshall. When I protected the people of Milwaukee as NightWatch, my greatest ally was Blackburn Information Systems. It didn't matter if it was a natural disaster, an alien invasion or a supervillain like Jonas Cascade. Blackburn information Systems are up to any challenge..."
"CUT!"
Drake threw his head back and groaned "Oh, man! What is it this time?"
The director walked over to him. "There was a stage hand in the shot."
"Uh, sorry." Said the stagehand sheepishly.
"OK, we need to reset a few things. I'll call you back to the set when we're ready."
Drake walked over to where his wife Jessica was standing "You know, this wasn't what I had in mind when you said I'd have to make up joining Vanguard Europe to you in a way that involved me having superhuman endurance."
Jessica smiled wickedly "That was the idea."
"You're lucky you're cute enough to get away with being so mean."
"It's a gift."
Drake was about to put his arm around her when his pager went off. "Aww, what now?" He read the display "Looks like we've got a mission." Drake leaned over and kissed her on the cheek and then he smiled broadly again. "I'm so sorry I can't keep filming this commercial."
"Yeah, right." She sighed and then went up on her tiptoes to kiss him. "Better get going"
"See ya. Love you!" Drake shouted as he ran off.
"I love you too." She called after him and then added under her breath. "You big goof."
The director panicked as he saw Drake go. "Wait! Where's he going?"
"To save the world. I just hope he remembers to wash off the makeup first."
