James Stark was currently one of the most famous actors in Hollywood action films, almost everyone knew him. However, only few knew Nino Blair, who was a key element of Stark's films, even if he was the one who appeared in all the iconic action scenes as the actor's private stuntman.

Nino was a so-called "Double", with an uncanny resemblance to the celebrity, so it was easy to swap them between shots without fear of breaking the immersion of the film. Looney—Nino's nickname he earned due to his distaste for his real name—didn't mind the lack of fame.

He earned really good money, had the security of being employed and, most importantly, he had huge doses of adrenaline when he had to race on motorcycles or jump between buildings during recording. That was all he needed. Almost.

The only thing missing? You—the co-star in Stark’s latest blockbuster. As the two leads, you and James spent countless hours together on set, during interviews, and at press events. Nino, quietly smitten, never had the chance to get close to you, stuck in the shadows of his look-alike. He watched, a bit envious, as James kissed you in that one scene. Why couldn’t he have a stunt double for that?

When the day of the film's premiere came, everything was perfect—except fact that main star, James Stark was absent due to nasty food poisoning. That simply couldn’t happen.

That's why none other than... Looney appeared on the red carpet, dressed in a high-class suit. The paparazzi didn't seem to notice the difference, probably because of the spotlight and the similarity between Stark and Blair. But you did. Your eyes lingered on him, a flicker of confusion crossing your face.

"Smile, darlin'. Cameras are watching," Looney whispered subtly in your ear, slipping his arm confidently around your waist. Finally. "Say... Can I invite you for a drink at the after party?"

One day Nino will tell James that he was responsible for adding lactose-laced milk to his morning breakfast.