Sue, this was such a sweet little story.
I love that it's set in the "doo-wob, doo-wob" episode. (Sorry, but The Phoenix will always be the "doo-wob, doo-wob" episode for me because of that great tainted glass scene.)
How hot did a light bulb have to become to shatter?
I like that opening, it's so unexpected.
Even more curious, when it had exploded, it had somehow burned two tidy little holes through the lampshade.
Yes, Lois, strange, isn't it
If she called him now, it would be a day earlier than she had implied and he might read too much into that.
All this obsessing over what he might think: very believable.
she was still left breathless by the recollection of Clark cradling her in his arms as he carried her to the bedroom door. He had been so sweet that night. So understanding, so gentle, so… appealing.
I always love it when she admits that all those nice things add up to something more.
Bobby had said Clark was "mooning" over her. What if that were true?
Like the Bobby Bigmouth reference.
If only she'd been a little more clear-headed that night, she would have… what? Lois let out a self-deprecating laugh. She wouldn't have done anything.
This is nice because it's very much in keeping with her character: fantasy followed by reality check.
He had a bottle of champagne tucked beneath one arm and was holding a lampshade.
Great - and believable - idea to make them meet up - and, look!, now they just happen to have a spare bottle of champagne
She saw the unmistakable spark of mischief in his eyes - or maybe that was just the reflection off his glasses - as he said, "It's hard work, changing a light bulb."
*lol* I always like mischievous and funny Clark (Godzilla-in-the-sewer Clark).
"Did it ever occur to you that maybe I walked here tonight?" (...) "You did?" (...) "No," she admitted grudgingly.
*lol* again, that is so very Lois.
I also really, really enjoyed the scene by the waterside, but the others (especially anonpip) have already pointed out the highlights.
Only one more thing: I could really "see and feel" this because it was so sweet and WAFFy and still so much in character. It was to a point that my suspension of disbelieve was actually interrupted by this innocent little line:
Lois closed her eyes and let her head tilt just a little until it was resting on his left shoulder.
I went "huh?" and had to actually rearrange the two of them in my head because in my imagination she sat to his right
So, thanks for that sweet story and congratulations on meeting all the requirements
