This was a dream come true. Your stories had been feeling lackluster lately. It was mundane to report about the same political event. But that all changed.

You showed up to report on a fire, camera and mic on, but encountered Superman. After the firefighters took over, you tapped his shoulder, asking if he’d be willing to be in your story. Even being covered in soot and grime, his charming smile still managed to blow you away.

“Sure, what questions do you have for me?”