"What??? This igloo?"

"It's my Arctic Fortress of Solitude," Clark said proudly. "I just built it. Come in. It's cosy and warm. And look - I just found this blanket...."

"Ughh - it smells like an old horse cloth! Oh well, with you everything gets romantic, I guess. You may unwrap your Christmas present, Clark!"

And Clark began gently unspinning his cape, which Lois had wrapped around her. Underneath she wore - not much....