Cassandra listened to her son’s reasoning, and it actually made sense. A lot of adverts she had seen for perfumes either showed a scantily clad woman or had a muscle-bound man posing to draw the attention of whoever was passing.
But incest! Surely that was a step too far even for the advertising industry. And could she really do what those women did in the adverts with her own son?! All these thoughts swirled around her head until she was interrupted by Noah speaking again.
“Just think about the publicity that the advert will get Mum! They say there’s no such thing as bad publicity, so you’ll be famous, and all it will take is a thirty second advert.”
“That’s very true. I remember that girl who faked her own kidnapping, and she is still talked about. She even went in the jungle!”
“And that idiot had no talent whatsoever; whereas you are an amazing actress, so imagine how far you could go Mum!” Noah said, aware that he was fanning her ego.
Cassandra smiled at her son. Everything he said made sense. Sitting down, she began to write again.
A couple of minutes later, she stood up and handed him a part of the paper. Then, grabbing her phone, she turned on the video recorder. “Read the script and just follow what I do, okay?”
Noah scanned the paper and nodded to his mum.
“Noah wake up! You’re going to miss the school bus!” Cassandra shouted, momentarily startling her son.
“Ok mum, I’ll be down in a sec.” Noah read out loud before miming using a Lynx spray. “I’ll be late today as I’m out tonight,” he shouted, as he walked around the living room pretending it was stairs, before stopping in front of his mum.
“Look at you! Let me sort out your uniform,” Cassandra scolded as she brushed his shirt. Then with an exaggerated inhale, she looked up at her son.
“Oh Noah… you smell so good! Oh my! Wow!” She continued to sniff around her son’s neck before she brought him into a tight hug and kissed him on the cheek.
“And cut!” She announced in his ear, pulling away from him and picking up her phone. Sitting down again, she watched the clip back and immediately began to criticise.
“Noah, there’s no emotion on your face at all! Can’t you pretend to be confused or happy? Give me something!”
Slouching over to his mum, he pulled the phone from her grip and watched the film. “Hey, it’s not just me Mum. You’re incredibly wooden Mum! You look like a robot!” He laughed. “You’ve seen all the Lynx adverts. Since when do the men just get a kiss on the cheek?”
Cassandra thought over what her son said, and he was right. The adverts were far racier than what they had just done.
“Okay, from the top then.”
They quickly ran through their lines. Soon, his mum was sniffing him, and Noah couldn’t help but smirk as she pulled him into a hug. She pulled away slightly before she leant in to kiss him on the lips.
As soon as her soft lips touched his, Noah let his hands drop to get lower back to pull her in closer. The kiss lasted longer this time. Eventually, his mum pulled away and went to inspect the footage.