Izaack Gauss

Izaack was just wrapping up with the recording, giving the cameras a charming smile. "And remember folks, the only good copy is a dead copy. See something, say something, contact the D.D.D" He would wait for his cue, smile still big before it dropped and he ran a hand over his hair to smooth it over. "All good? We’re good?" The reporter asked before standing up, straightening his suit as he stepped off the set.