/squeezes some FDK in/
Please, Clark, she thought to herself. Just hang on a little longer. I'm right outside. I'm coming for you. Please, be alive when I get there.
Clark dying in her arms would be really quite awkward, wouldn’t it?
"I'm warning you right now. If Clark isn't alive when we get down there, you're going to have to arrest me."
Oooh! And Lois, you don’t say that out loud ahead of the game.
"That wasn't a threat, Bill. That was a promise."
/imagines Lois performing a vivisection on Jason using her fingernails/
after his last camera had fallen into the harbor when he'd accompanied Jeff on a story.
Oh boy. That’s why you wear it on a strap around your neck.
If he lied to me, he'd better hope that Henderson is with me when I find him. Because I'll wring his skinny little neck if Trask isn't here, she thought bitterly.
So, what happened? Where are they?
"Wrong answer, S," came a sharp cry from someplace down the hall. "Care to try again?"
Michael
