On a bar is a cold can of Miller 64. We start to zoom out, it looks so good you could reach out and grab it— a hand comes into frame left, doing exactly that. Clasping into a fist and opening like a “gimme gimme” action.

We match cut on the hand clasping— still pushing backwards to see the hand open against an empty street. An arm, then a back, it’s our jogger, just finishing their stretches. Once ready, they jog down the road. The camera lands still for our end card.