“Lois! I have never slept with Cat Grant,” Clark told her once more.
“Yeah, right. Fine. Had sex with. Whatever. Just get out,” she said, pushing on her front door again.
“Fine. I give up, Lois,” Clark said, throwing his hands into the air. “The next time you get inebriated and beg me to sleep with you, I’ll turn off my morals and cave. Is that what you want?”
“Yeah, well, the last time I got drunk before last Saturday night, was when Claude stole my story, and I wouldn’t beg you to sleep with me if my life depended on it. So, don’t hold your breath, Chuck,” she said, finally getting him to move into the hall and slamming the door in his face.
/starts doing happy dance/
Yes, so I interpreted this as the necessary setup for them consummating during PML. So sue me.
She knew it was a double standard, but there it was.

Michael
PS: Please? Pretty please?
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And am hoping you’re enjoying your vacation. Well, that you kids give you a chance to have some vacation?