Hi Barbara!
The whole day long her gaze had drifted up to that clock, but the hands seemed to be going slower, as if someone had glued them to the clock face.
That would be a neat trick, slowing the perception of time.
EINSTEIN:
Compared to him, her efforts had been mediocre at best.
CLARK: The chicken outfit deserved an interview.
At the very least she should ask Clark to come with her to this interview.
He will be there. In spirit I mean.
Apparently, he'd blown his cover saving Toni. The woman had been quite impressed with him even though he'd lied to her about being blind.
He could have said that he was using echo location. Like that red clad dude in Hell’s Kitchen. Not that he’s that guy. Because he isn’t.
Even so, he’d been pretty subdued, as if he weren’t comfortable with the attention she heaped upon him.
CLARK: Cooties!
By the time Lois had been free to leave, Clark had vanished.
Nice fix! And Clark didn’t even have to kiss Toni. Or Lois.
The whole day she’d compiled questions she was going to ask MagiKal. But right now, her head felt empty.
Didn’t write them down, did she?
LOIS: And risk getting scooped?
The climb up the stairs took longer than she remembered
Why not the elevator?
LOIS: Cardio.
After all, it was just her, wasn’t it?
Indeed. Intimate and quiet could never be intimidating.
He was doing this just for her, her very own private performance.
Actually he’s just nervous.
He pulled two of the cones he used for juggling out of his large pocket and lit them up. A smirk played around his lips as Lois gasped at the sudden burst of flames.
Aww, when he gets out some snacks next, they can have a cone-light dinner.
Did he enjoy showing off?
MagiKal: Oh look, where did that Swiss chocolate come from?
Lois groaned. "Oh, come on, we both know that there is no such thing as magic." "If you say so, Ms. Lane, if you say so…"
Those flowers that suddenly appear on her desk…?
In the next moment MagiKal was gone and a thick white cloud rose into the air.
Clark!
MagiKal: Oops. Shouldn’t have had those baked beans for lunch.
When Lois looked again, a small figurine of ice stood in front of her -- a top hat with a bunny looking out of it. It seemed to be winking at her. She laughed. Perhaps there was magic after all.
fun stuff !
Michael
