Hi Anna,
Aaaand we can continue with Lois’s reaction
Speechless, I watch him heading to the elevators…
…walking to the left of them…
…and taking the staircase leading to the roof.
He's dead meat.
So, does she have access to Kryptonite?
CLARK:
A woman who left the oven turned on after she was done cooking. She vaguely reminded me of Lois.
he should not tell Lois that.
What is she doing, breaking her pencils?
So she has more to pepper him with.
I hate him. I despise him
Oh, the old “he loves me / he loves me not” game.
The incompetent, lazy jerks! Can't a woman even berate her partner without everyone watching?
I look down. I see a pile of… well, pencil remains. I wish it had been a Clark Kent doll.
She could buy some Ken dolls. Point out their anatomical correctness. When Clark protests, she could raise an eyebrow and take out a pair of scissors to cut some paper.
I have much better things to do than occupy my mind with his pathetic lies.
How could he keep that from me?
/cocks eyebrow/
LOIS: What?
"I. Am. Perfectly. Okay!" I think that the way I emphasize my words does not suggest that I'm okay, but I'd rather die than admit that to that hypocrite.
Lois Lane asked me a question, and I left it unanswered.
Yes, very dangerous.
I take a deep breath and knock on the door. Then wait.
***
That peephole is a very useful invention after all.
I lean with my back on the door, careful not to make any noises.
"Lois, open the door, I know you're in there."
"And how do you know that? Are you Superman and you x-rayed in?"
CLARK: No, you answered the question so you must be in.
LOIS:
Actually, I only used my super-hearing. Can I come in now?"
"Lois, please, let me explain!"
"You are free to explain."
"To your door?"
"Then break in."
"I don't want to do that, Lois, please."
This guy is beginning to get boring.
"I beg you, let me come in. I know I should've told you."
He could try the window as Superman. Of course, once the Digger gets a photo of Superman pining away at Lois Lane’s window, things might take a turn for the worse.
"Lois, I beg you, just let me come in and explain and I'll never bother you again."
You are almost there.
"Lois, please, I love you."
Well, this certainly goes close to her being able to file a restraining order.
revealing a beautiful Lois Lane in a state of shock.
"What did you just say?"
And right now, as I look at this man, whoever he is, I know he is the one I love.
Although he has been a lunkhead.
He’ll do more stupid things. Well…more and stupider things.
"You have no excuse for not telling me earlier," I say quietly.
He's giving me the most beautiful smile as he reaches for my hand. "Will you forgive me?"
I smile back. "Of course I will."
He squeezes my hand and gives me another loving look. I can't help but play one last teasing on him.
"…Eventually."
Oh that was the most adorable tale! And will she make it contingent on his bringing her chocolate from distant places?
Michael
