Originally posted by Deadly Chakram:
Originally posted by John Lambert:
[b] I was expecting Lois to be doing an interview to try and figure out how Clark was so super good at football, but I guess not. I hope we get to see her more soon.
Well, she might have asked, but Clark's mind was a little hazy at the time.
[/b]LOIS: So, Clark, how were you able to break your third record in as many years playing football.
CLARK:

Um... er... might... ah... oh... have... something to do with... you're pretty...
LOIS: Thank you, Clark. <Typical jock> Football? Record? How'd you break it?
CLARK: I have a hard head.
LOIS: <<tries not to bury face in hand>> Yes, I can see that. The record... out on the field?
CLARK: Oh, that, I'm from another planet... Can we go out sometime?
LOIS: <Yeah, right, buddy> Did you get checked out by the team doctor after that last hit? It seemed like a hard one.
CLARK: Nah, like I said, I've got a hard head. <<knocks head with knuckles>>
LOIS: Uh-huh. Kansas, huh? Well, that explains a lot.
CLARK: Don't worry about the distance. I'll fly out to Metropolis. Just name the time and date and I'll be there.
LOIS: Yeah. No, I've got plans.
CLARK: Oh. Plans. Right. I've heard of those. Those are fun. Wait, I never said where or when.
LOIS: Yeah, those plans they keep me pretty busy. My schedule is never pat. Can't make dates.
CLARK: That's too bad. Maybe some other time, when your plans settle down.
LOIS: <I plan on having a Pulitzer by then, bub> I'll call you.
CLARK: <<Brightens>> Great!

Wait! You don't have my phone number. It's 555-Good-Guy.
LOIS: <<Walks away faster, ignoring him.>>
*** And Scene ***
Sorry, I got carried away. How close did I get?