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Cameron turned mid-step when the word “Greetings!” rang out. He lit up like he’d just spotted a fan in the crowd. His blue eyes went wide underneath the visor. He waved so enthusiastically his diploma almost fluttered out of his hand.

“Hiyaaa!” His voice carried across the polished lobby. “I’m Dynamo… well, Cameron Mason if you watch TV, but Dynamo for hero stuff!” Suddenly, Cameron realized something, and gasped. “Wait… Are we doing secret identities?” Then he shrugged nonchalantly. “Eh… it doesn’t matter you’re a hero too, you would have figured it out eventually.”

He zipped forward in a blur, reappearing right in front of Alain’s face. Too close. Definitely invading his personal space. “Whoa, your costume looks so cool! You’re like… icy but mysterious. I love it. Do you have a fog machine? You should have a fog machine. I could borrow one from my stage crew if you want—”

Realizing he was rambling, Cameron backed up a little, straightened and thrust out his gloved hand for a handshake, still dusted in sugar from the pastry he had finished. “Sorry, sorry! I get excited. You’re my first official hero friend! Well, first one I’m meeting here anyway. Sooo, what’s your hero name? You sound very… noble.”