*Ahem* Excuse me?! I don't even recall being the first to mention a sequel! *How* can *I* be blamed for this?!
/me huffs off to pout...
I shouldn't even leave feedback.
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Fine! Fine! I'll leave feedback. ;P
So, maybe, if I'd never even heard of Lois Lane, I'd still have fallen for Lyn Drozny.
Awww, sweet theory.
She reaches out to lightly touch my arm. "It's okay, Clark. I'll be there."
How does she do that? "Okay, then."
AWWWWWW
She rescues me from the verbal quagmire. "Clark, I know that flying with you means you holding me. It's okay. I've decided you're not an obsessed lunatic, remember?" She flushes slightly and smiles. "And I've got to say -- I've kind of been looking forward to flying with you."
Awwww!!!
"I can't believe I was fooled by a pair of glasses." The irony is staggering, but I won't get into that topic yet.
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