Poor Clark. Man, did he ever make a bad impression. He's going to have a long way to go to regain the ground that he doesn't even know he lost!
Sorry for quoting what has already been said in this thread, but Nan put it so perfectly!
Elisabeth, I loved the spunky Lois you showed us in part one and two of your story, but now... your Lois is very funny and charming in her optimism and determination, but still....
After a minute he thrust his hand across the table, reaching for a handshake. “I’m sorry, I forgot my manners. I’m Clark Kent. I work as a reporter here. It’s nice to meet you.”
She thought about sticking her half-eaten pickle into his outstretched hand, just to get his goat, but she was really hungry and wasn’t sure if she wanted to forfeit the pickle. Besides, she hadn’t seen him wash his hands before he sat down, and there was no telling where he’d been.
She shrugged. “Kent. Reporter. Got it. Was there anything else you wanted?”
C'mon, Lois! This is
Clark. Clark. Your soulmate. The man the stars have chosen for you.
No? You still won't take his hand? Not introduce yourself? Sometimes, girl, you irritate me!
Well, sigh. It's good to know that you are a very patient man, Clark, because I think you are going to need it.
Ann
