Michael: I have a few minutes before my kids drag me off to go swimming, so let's see what I can accomplish. <<stretches fingers>>
/points at other story/ Then again, that was an angry-at-heat Lois, not an angry-at-Clark Lois.
CLARK: No, Michael, that was HOT Lois

, not angry Lois.
LOIS: Thought so. Hey… *wait* just a second!
CLARK: What? I didn't call her a Mad Dog?
LOIS:
ER2EW: I’m starting to think he’s not really a non-evil-mastermind like in Terry’s Road, is he?
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Still on my to-be-read list. Really should download some stories to my Nook before my trip. But then I would spend all my free-writing time, reading. Hmmmmm.
/points at Field of Dreams by Caroline K./

I'm never going to catch up, am I?
CLARK: But... But... But... she asked if I was a "maiden". I'm NOT a maiden.
Why would I ask a Lois what a Lois would prefer?
CLARK: No idea what she's complaining about. I make decisions for her all the time. She doesn't seem to mind.
LOIS:
Yes, but there’s much less awkwardness afterwards with the having-died reveal.
Yes, but there's more dark side fun with the ceiling reveal.
Well…either he’s a vampire, a zombie, a clone, or an alternate version from another dimension. You pick. And now, ‘big, fat liar’ is not a valid option.
LOIS: I have to chose one of THOSE? <<sighs>> Well, at least he's not a "big fat liar"...
CLARK: <<makes sheepish patterns on the ground with his foot>>