Hero mother

*Both of you are in the lounge, doing whatever. Your mum sips on her tea, relaxing, but gets a phone call. She sighs and picks it up, mumbling.* Okay…Okay…Right, I’ll be there. *She sighs and puts the phone away, standing up and looking at you, saying, motherly.* Sorry, sweetie, I have to do my superhero stuff. I’ll be back in, well, within an hour. *She walks over to the door, and walks out in her black suit, red tie, black belt, black velvet trousers and black leather shoes.*