Wait, he works the day shift as a security guard at the Planet? Methinks that will lead to him being accosted by a pheromoned Lois. Or (assuming we're at the point before that) asked by Clark (who she recognizes from the Stoke Club) to be her escort for the Orchid Ball.
"Coffee. Non-fat dairy creamer, one sugar. And a chocolate croissant."
"Coming right up," Clark said, unable to help the happy smile that crept up over his lips.
Oh.
So not a security guard. Sad. It would make sense though. And my pheromone prediction still stands it seems.
Lois' brow crinkled as he spoke. She looked up at him for the first time, studying his face.
"Wait a second. I know you," she said after a moment. "You were the bouncer at the Stoke Club last night, weren't you?"
Clark nodded. "Yes, I was."
"What are you, following me?" she asked, eying him a little warily.
Clark chuckled. "Nope. It's just a happy coincidence, that's all. I work in the Metropolis Midtown Library on the weekends too."
So if she needs to do some background research there I guess she knows who to call.
"Anyway, if there's something I can do to thank you for last night..."
"Actually, there might be," Clark said, his brain kicking into gear. "You see, I'm only doing these odd jobs while I look for something permanent. I'm actually a journalist. I met with the editor here at the Daily Planet a few months back. But, well, he wasn't keen on what experience I have."
"And you want me to...?" Lois arched a questioning eyebrow.
"Just...tell me...what can I do to gain Mr. White's approval? I know I lack the experience he wants to see, but at the same time, I refuse to go work for one of the tabloids. That's worse than no experience at all."
*does happy dance* He knows where he wants to work and is actually asking her for advice? The only thing I'm wondering is whether she'll offer it.
He smiled to himself once she was out of sight. He had a plan now. All he had to do was keep his exceptionally sharp eyes and ears peeled for a story that he could write up. He could watch and wait, and when he finally found something worth submitting to Perry White, he would knock it out of the park.
*shakes pom pons* Gooooo Clark!
