Happy centennial!
[img]http://tinyurl.com/bowwfqb[/img] (found a photo of Lois during Easter)
Cat opened the door of the conference room
Cat said, slightly miffed that someone had beaten her to the scoop.
Better that way than the other way around, which would mean, Cat would now be dead, killed by a typewriter bashed against her head.
“And since I’m the one who saw Superman, I really don’t see the point in getting all worked up about his return.”
Yep, she’s in no way worked up.
“Yes, and you can cut the act. I know you know,” Lois said.
CAT:
[img]http://tinyurl.com/czms7n9[/img] Maybe she did know something, but Cat refused to fall for it. She had kept Clark’s secret this whole time, and she wasn’t going to let Lois trick her into revealing it now.
She’s a smart cookie.
[img]http://tinyurl.com/bmsu3j6[/img] And if it weren’t for that one slip-up with the mole…
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“I know! What I want to know is how long you’ve known? And how you figured it out?” Lois demanded.
Hello? Mole people! (no comma, sic)
Cat raised an eyebrow and just stared at her. “After you.”
LOIS: Perrrryyyyy!
PERRY: Oh, don’ t get me involved in that squabble. I ain’t not know nothing about anything. Yodelidado!
True, she looked her usual annoyed self, but mixed with that was ‘impressed’ with a twinge of ‘relief’. “The mole.”
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Cat smirked. She knew Lois hadn’t really looked at Superman’s face. “Told ya.”
LOIS: What? What do you mean Superman had a face before?
Until Cat knew that Lois knew, she would never be able to rub it in the woman’s face how much more observant a journalist she was than Perry’s darling.
Meow!
“I didn’t drool over Superman,” Lois retorted
No? Then why did he have to wash his suit every day to get the wet stains out?
“So, he finally told you. Good, being the only one who knew got old long ago,” Cat said with relief.
LOIS: Perry knows, too. I mean…oops?
BILL: What about me?
M&J:
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LOIS: Last? *Really*?
Oh, Cat would totally milk that for all it was worth.
LOIS: Kissing.
CAT:
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Why would he need Cat any longer, if he had Lois to confide in?
CLARK: Caaaat? Lois keeps sneaking out on me. Last night I saw her with Lex. She’s still not listening. Caaaat? What do you think. I can’t make her squeal in delight like I hear when I fly over your part of town.
Now, what was she going to do?
Dip Ralph in some boiling water and then date him?
Clark was Clark, only he could do stuff normal men couldn’t and liked to fly around in body-hugging tights.
/hands Cat a diploma with an ‘A’ in Clarkology/
She was starting to sound like her normal Mad Dog self again.
So, Cat should start running?
“Well, I’m not going to,” Lois snapped, starting to pace. “If his secrecy is so important to him, he can have it and I won’t tell him that I know.”
Oh boy.
CAT: Does that mean I get another shot at him?
Knowing that big goon, he probably kissed her and flew off.
To be fair, he did think she’d forget about all that within just a second or two of him flying off. Too bad he doesn’t yet remember that he also needs to think the safe word (Abacus) while kissing Lois.
Cat contemplated this. “Did you two hook up during ‘Revenge’?”
“No!” Lois adamantly denied, which meant they had or they already had by that point.
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“Apparently, he only tells gossip columnists.”
No. They’re just smart enough to figure it out on their own.
“He didn’t tell me. I figured it out, so don’t blame him for me being more observant than you,” Cat fired back, pointing at her.
LOIS: He’s *so* dead.
“You’re right. You’re absolutely right.”
She’s one smart cookie!
“Fine!” Lois grumbled. “Send me the manual.
LOIS:
[img]http://tinyurl.com/bwjp4za[/img] “Let’s just say, I have a hunch, but no proof.
CAT: Oh, you mean Lex?
LOIS:
[img]http://tinyurl.com/cyg36zv[/img]
