The young man who burst into the newsroom -- one could argue -- was not dressed in proper office attire; knit hats and plaid flannel shirts were not the norm in the offices of the Daily Planet (which was, of course, the nation's greatest publication, and merited more distinguished dress than this young hoodlum had chosen to grace it with), but in a bizarre twist-of-fate, the young gent utilized a pair of stainless-steel shears to release a concealed yet bountiful bosom from an ace-bandage beneath his undershirt and at last the onlookers could see that this was not simply a ruffian, but the famous, brilliant, and ample-chested Lois Lane -- Jimmy Olsen, the Planet's lovable doormat, would recognize those assets anywhere, and he bounded over to assist Ms. Lane with the removal of her false moustache.
