I think that this deserves another little addition to the story.
How about:
Lois handed Clark the scissors. "Just do it, Clark," she said.
In a small darkroom on the other side of town, there was a brief flash of light and a puff of smoke where once a promising young gofer had stood. Meanwhile, back in the townhouse...
"Oh, and by the way, Lois, I promise I'll never want kids."
They smiled with pure love as he began to cut away her hair.
Lois had a sudden stray thought. "Clark, have you ever thought of growing a beard and taking up the guitar?"
Now, it's perfect!!
Irene
