Darth Michael; 
Let's see if I can sneak in another reply before tomorrow.
Wouldn’t it be awkward if the lightning bolt had liquefied him and that puddle was all that remained?
CLARK: Awkward?
To be fair, that was the smart thing to do, not going against her wishes.
It's at time like those that one really could use the friendship of a genius (or world's greatest detective).
Maybe he should tread carefully, now?
Where's the fun in that?
LOIS: Oh, die already, will ya?!
CLARK: Lois!
LOIS: What? Lex always thinks everything is about him.
Living dangerous, aren’t we?
What? Two flying superheroes? Or misleading Lois?
So, she can now slap him when he flirts with blondes and it will hurt?
CLARK: /points at his chest/ It always hurt, right there.
Hmm…maybe the dirty talk without the dirt?
Clean talk?
Ooops. I'll try to remember to fix that bit if my GE doesn't catch it.
He quite unsure how to proposition his fiancée, isn’t he?
He doesn't have much practice.
Oh? Do they actually do Bachelorette auctions?
Isn't that how that Celtic guy bought Lois?
She’s a new chess computer?
Well, she was captain of her chess club.
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(Actually, I don't think so, which is why Lois teases him about it.)
MARTHA: /How do you think you were conceived?/
CLARK: On Krypton.
MARTHA:
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Never mind.
So, she was in plain sight?
For some.
TEMPUS: “And it leads directly to our honeymoon.”
LOIS: /evil/
What does Tempus have to do with L&C's honeymoon? Oh, right. Herb-interruptus.