Bang - right off from the start there was a description of something that I just loved.
It was just as well, Lois told herself later that night, sitting in the lounge of the beach house and gazing out the large picture window, watching the waves of the lake hit the shore, then roll back, then hit the shore again. Over and over, an endless cycle of advance, retreat, advance. Neither the lake nor the shore ever seemed to gain the advantage in the skirmish [...]
Such a sweetie! How is Lois going to stay sane?
I couldn't get the way you looked just before I left out of my head. And I had to come back - to find out if you were okay
Wow, how did you come up w/ this?
The two pairs of shoes, side by side, looked alarmingly intimate, Lois thought [...]
I couldn't live like this:
Lex would sic his lawyers onto any tabloid which tried to print some made-up scandal so fast they wouldn’t see it coming [...] Just the kind of thing a sleaze reporter would say in order to encourage confidences, Lois told herself [...] She was Lois Lane, now Mrs Lex Luthor. Information about her was highly saleable. Any tabloid, or even newspaper, in North America, if not the world, would pay big money to know that Lois Luthor was regretting her marriage.
Oh my gawd. I could never live like this:
They wouldn’t discuss it. Lex would tell her what he wanted, as he always did. And he would expect her to comply. He wouldn't shout or argue; that wasn't Lex's way. He would simply turn on her that expression he used sometimes, which suggested that she was really being rather foolish and irrational, and that he was being extremely patient with her, just waiting for her to come to her senses. That he was tolerating her idiocy, but he really wished that she would understand reality.
How you described that emotion/thing between Lex and Lois in such a short bit was great. Poor Lois.
I am eagery awaiting Lois and Clark's meeting.
