“Hey, CK, there’s a courier with a package for you at your desk. Only you can sign for it. It’s marked ‘Private and Personal’.”
LOIS: Oh give me that. … What? … Yes, I *can* sign for it. I’m his *fiancée* and must make sure there’re no panties in there or the likes.
Do you want to talk to her at all?”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, she’s completed a novel. Does that upset you?

Now if she were up for a Pulitzer in investigative journalism, I might feel differently…” Lois grinned and Clark chuckled.
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So, what if Clark was to be nominated?
LOIS:

No nookie for you, buster!
Adorable conclusion!

Michael