The guy immediately put a bad taste in Billy's mouth. He looked so clean cut that he immediately reminded Billy of every asshole whoever gave him crap for being an orphan in hand-me-down clothes and no money. It didn't help that he was already feeling surely for having to do this. It was like all the progress he had made since coming here was stripped away and he was a pissed-off 15 year old all over again.

"Yeah, I'm Billy," he said, shifting his backpack a bit as he drew in on himself. Maybe if he wished hard enough the magic of Shazam would make him invisible while in this form. "So do I clean the bathroom or something and then I can go home? How does this work?"