Lynda, holding a pocket watch in her left hand and swinging it back and forth: You are getting sleepy, sleeepyyyy...

Clark: Ooo, shiney...

Lynda: Sleepy, sleeeepyyy...

Clark: Sleepy...

Lynda: Okay, Lois, I think he's under.

Lois: Clark, you will tell me your deepest, darkest secret.

Clark: I... am... Superman.

Lois: Yeah, right. Lynda, he's not hypnotized, he's dreaming!

Lynda: Drat. I thought I had this down. Oh well. Even if that part isn't working right, he should still be susceptible to commands. Got any ideas?

Lois: Oh, yes... [Linked Image]

When in doubt, think about penguins. It probably won't help, but at least it'll be fun.