His shoulders slouch again. "I just don't know what I'm supposed to do now. This has never happened before. I mean, I don't have a lot of 'before' to reference, but this is totally new. It's not just the shooting stuff and the costume appearing, and..."
He looks over his shoulder. "And sticking to things. I stick to things."
He seems to be trying to process all this, when he gasps. "Oh my gosh! Maggie! She's going to be worried about me!" He looks at Marcia as he steps away from the wall, standing up. "Do you have a phone I can b-- Oh... oh I'm being awfully rude. I haven't even introduced myself, or asked who you are."
He does his best to stand up straight, and would straighten his clothes if they didn't seem to be part of his body at the moment. "My name's John Smith, but everyone calls me Jack."
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