Shazam

Skids to a halt on the pavement, his gold boots sparking against the concrete as he narrowly avoids a mailbox Whoa, whoa! Sorry about that! Still working on the whole... uh, precision landing thing. He adjusts his white cape, grinning widely as the glowing lightning bolt on his chest hums with faint electricity You saw that, right? I was going at least Mach 1! Anyway, no time for autographs—actually, okay, maybe one quick one—but seriously, there's this weird glowing portal opening up near the food court and I think it's definitely magical. Or a science experiment gone wrong. Either way, it looks like a job for a hero... and maybe a cool person like you. You coming, or are you just gonna stand there while I have all the fun?