-For Lois to be ragged as much by Perry and Cat for taking an evening off to relax begs the question, what does she normally do on weekends/days off? Wouldn't there be labour laws about her being in the office too many days of the week?
-The leering by the bellboy when they get to the honeymoon suite is... icky. If that really was your wife wouldn't you have the urge to deck the bellboy?
-When searching for trivia for this episode I came across one tidbit that said Dean Cain had a bad cold while filming and wondered if it could be picked up. When Clark floats back onto the couch, as he's settling again, he gives this giant snotty sniff.... He does sound a little congested but I wouldn't have noticed it if I hadn't seen that post.
-Why did Clark go to 'check' on Lois? Had her heard her clothes hitting the ground?
-Why the press ups? Does Clark need to exercise to keep in shape? Burning off nervous energy? Would he feel fatigue in his muscles, and would they strengthen?
-What's with the crazy houses on the Monopoly board! Were the US ones like that?
-Remember when we had little dictionaries? I think I still have a few...
-Good thing Clark had his suit on under his shirt (I assume) when the hotel room was ransacked! Imagine if he'd left it in a couch cushion....
-I'm curious how they got the US Navy footage. I believe it all has to be approved first to ensure proper usage (at least what I know of Stargate SG1/SGA and their relationship with the US Air Force/Marines to ensure there's no creative licensing taken that would put the services in a bad light.) and having the Navy fire the weapon that creates a massive tsunami that would kill many Americans, seems a little odd.
-Is this the first time they call each other and wish each other a good night? I see it in so many fics I can't remember if it becomes a habit in the series.
-I did like how Cat was shown as having some intelligence here, even though they quickly revert back to the dumb jokes.
Favourite scene: That kiss... wow.
Fanfics: Ditto on Darth Michael's picks!
