I know Lara quoted part of this, but I can't resist saying it again:
“I think the thrill of being chosen as the idol for ritual crop worship has gone to your head Clark.”
“Come on, you know you want to,” he wheedled. A smile lit his face. “I’ll buy you a treat. Something chocolate.”
Lois gave him a withering stare. “What am I, a dog? ...”
And I think this gem was written by someone who seems to enjoy setting stories in Smallville as much as I do. And that's all I'll say about that!
Caroline
