Yeah, this is when the side character is supposed to tear off his boring, staid outerwear to reveal chiseled muscles that the average actor has to achieve after six grueling months of being paid to work out like a bodybuilder and eat nothing but chicken bits and vitamin supplements, and become the third act hero.

Unfortunately, I never learned to be a legitimate writer, so I don’t even know what a ‘third act’ is, much less care.  Mr. Foris will therefore not reveal Henry Cavill-style musculature or an uncanny ability to do Canadian-style log rolling competitions.

Excuse me.  I gotta go look up ‘log rolling’.  And ‘How to be a writer’.