Ralph stopped next to Clark’s desk and whistled. “I’d like that covered with whipped cream, eh, Kent? Come to Daddy, sweet thing.”
Oh Ralph…
Normally, Clark would just roll his eyes at such a comment from Ralph, but suddenly he saw red. He picked Ralph up at the knot of his tie.
Ooooooh look! The A-Ha moment!
Or I will tie you up and hand out tomatoes until every woman, lady, and girl in Metropolis who you’ve ever insulted has had a chance to show you how you’ve made her feel.”
I want to know why you didn’t tell me why you can communicate with Lara telepathically.”
Huh.
“Because she can with me, too, Daddy,” she whispered.
Oops?
Lois paused. “Actually, she played me a memory of you, saying you loved me.”
Awwwwwwww
Silence. “Clark, I want to try something. I want to see if I can connect to you like I did with her.”
Oooooooh!
Lois was silent for a few moments as he heard her going through the dresser drawers. “I’ve found it.”
Huh…
Michael
