The man appeared even slimier than every one of Luthor’s attorneys, if that was possible.
BENDER: Mr. Luthor had standards. He would only allow hiring lawyers who had never been caught cheating on a test or with the dean’s wife.
and allowing Clark to breathe again.
Poor guy. Lois really needs to touch him more on the thigh to desensitize him. What if Superman’s needed in the next couple of minutes?
Instead of inquiring if Lois had changed her shampoo to something that smelled like a combination of avocado and ocean breezes,
JUDGE DAVIS: And if the couple in the third row in the back won’t stop coupling right this minute, I will hold both of you in contempt of the court!
Something about skin-to-skin contact with Lois seemed to relax them both.
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He had promised Perry that their relationship wouldn’t interfere with their professional life. He only hoped he could stay true to that promise.
/points at why there’s usually a two or three week honeymoon period after the wedding/
“Well, you know how I like a man in blue uniform,” she replied.
So, Clark should show up dressed in a Superman costume for her birthday and remove said costume slowly and to rhythmic music?
“No,” he scoffed. Then, because he was a glutton for Lane punishment, he added, “But Superman might.”
I’m wondering what he’d do if Lois actually kicked him out of her bed one night for such a remark.
Clark hadn’t eavesdropped merely because a) it was rude, and b) Lois had distracted him.
LOIS: a) yes, it’s very rude to not eavesdrop and b) flattering but still very unprofessional. He will need a spanking later.
“New evidence seems to indicate that the officers who arrested the defendant did not properly apprise him of his Miranda Rights,” said Judge Davis.
Did you know that that’s actually bullhoey about the missed Miranda Rights reading making the entire arrest unlawful? Fun fact about just how true to the fact television is. That and the gene tests taking only an hour or two, if that. Or being accurate more than…dunno…10% of the time?
Mayson leaned over to whisper to her colleague and saw Clark sitting a few rows away. Then her eyes darted to Lois. Clark could read annoyance clearly in her expression. Then, again, it could have to do with the fact he was there with Lois.
Or that the DP headline in the morning would read ‘DA office messed up – arsonist went free’ and the blurb ‘ADA Mayson Drake was suspended for gross negligence, severe incompetence, and blatant attempts at boyfriend stealing.’
“I’m sure that Ms. Drake would appreciate it, Uncle Mike, but since you’re the victim in this crime, I doubt your word is going to be enough,”
As opposed to the defendant swearing that he wasn’t read his rights?
Clark and I need to investigate what’s going on, right away.”
Hmm…I’m thinking the comma’s a tad excessive there.
Mike grinned at her. “You go get ‘em, tiger.”
Kitten?
There should be a possessive there.
“Superman locked Baby Rage in a dumpster?” she inquired.
“Not literally, Lois,” Clark replied,
Did he put Lois in a dumpster in part…uh…80?
“I can recall quite clearly that time you tossed me in one too.”
See!
“Lois,” he interjected. “Superman bent the metal of the dumpster’s handle around Baby Rage’s wrist to hold him secure until the police arrived. That’s what your uncle meant.”
So Superman damaged either public or private property to wrongly imprison an innocent bystander who just happened to walk by when a negligently left-open gas pipe ignited?
“And, for the record, I’ve never dumped you in a trashcan before,” Clark said, before lowering his voice and murmuring to himself, “Wanted to, but never actually did it.”
I’m *not* going to go back and check that one out right now. But…hmm…they almost did get cursed when they were caught in the Metro Club, so…
“Hmmm. That’s weird. You didn’t out me to Toni Taylor, did you? For a second there, I was so sure you had.” She shook her head. “Never mind.”
Ahh…see…? Also, this Clark was quite forward with Lola Dana in the club. Almost had to pay a 1000 bucks for the pleasure, too.
CLARK: Only 800 bucks. Employee discount!
As if, there were other parallel dimensions to this one.
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Clark took her hand in his. “I love you too much to ever do that to you, minha.”
CANON LOIS:
CANON CLARK: She deserved it!
Lois slammed on the brakes, but only because the car in front of her stopped short. Stupid out-of-towner! Nobody in Metropolis stops at yellow lights!
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Beep. Beep. Beeeeeep! Beep-Beep. Beeeeeep!
I figured I’d have a better chance at surviving your wrath than she would.” He chuckled. “Man, was she upset when you respected me for doing that.”
Had he? She looked at him uncertainly. His Superman side had, definitely, but had his Clark side? Since they were the same person, she guessed she would give him that one. She shrugged.
Well…she does want to jump his bones so shouldn’t she respect his Clark side?
LOIS: Since when is respect a prerequisite for it?
CLAUDE:
He grinned. “If they can track this to you, I may be able to track it back to them.” He caressed her cheek with his free hand.
Yeah…about that one…
He put his glasses back on. “You check out James… Jimmy… Jimbo’s arm and anyone else in the office you think Intergang might target to keep Superman in line,”
Couldn’t Superman also stick the radio isotopes into Snell’s briefcase or pants pocket or something and then show up in the Southside?
They would think that he had done something stupid and she had broken up with him again
And then she’s look like a bitca.
Lois checked her hair in the mirror one last time. If everything went according to her plan… well, it would be a night to remember, that was for sure.
She playing for the prom night cliché?
How may I help you officer?”
Ooooh! I found a new home for the comma from earlier!
Standing where Clark should have been was one of Metropolis’s finest or at least she hoped it was. He had his head bowed and she couldn’t see past the brim of his hat.
Oooooooh! Lois has been a naaaaaughty girl and he’s here to arrest her.
This better have been Clark, because if he had hired a Superman impersonator to come to her apartment dressed up as a cop, she was going to kill him… both of them.
That would be awkward. Her getting preggers with the imposter’s child.
“Thank you, Officer,” she replied.
This time ‘Officer’ is with a capital O, before it was lowercase o.
His smile faltered. “Read, ma’am? Um… no, ma’am. I have them memorized.”
He does realize that ‘read’ means speak them out loud to the perps, right? Poor guy, his blood flow’s being hindered again and his brain’s missing out.
You won’t be just a moment, right?”
won’t?
Clark peered around the corner. “Oh, so you’d only love me naked?”
He could show up as naked Superman, Clark, and Jordan Elliot and see who Lois picks.
LOIS:
“We’ve got all night, Clark,” Lois interrupted, letting go of his arm and stepping away. “You may have this dance, Mayson.”
Mayson scoffed. “That’s one way to put it. You’re a stand-up sort of guy, Clark. Have you even seen her rap sheet? I have.”
Solicitation. Theft. Illegal entering of buildings. Marriage fraud. Assault.
Clark chuckled. He bet not all of Lois’s risks had ended well. “I’m a good influence on her.” Or, at least, he hoped he was.
He whisks her away before the cops show up?
Down to that spot where Clark liked to rest his hand was completely uncovered. Actually, past that spot on her back. Her dress didn’t join until just under her hipbones.
That’s…different. Also, when he held her earlier, shouldn’t he have noticed?
There. Just off the right side of her back, slightly above Clark’s favorite spot, was a scar.
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That’s an odd place for a scar.
Time to switch dance partners.
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