Cat held Clara’s purse hostage until Clara promised to have lunch the next day and ‘dish the dirt.’
Did Cat also plant some protection in there. For 'later'?
“If some guy left my sister to fend for herself in the city at this time of night, he’d be getting a visit from me the next day.”
Since there seemed to be no way to change Lou’s mind, short of revealing her superpowers, Clara agreed.
To be fair, Clark probably never let Lois out alone in the middle of the evening, either.
“What is it?”
Lou didn’t bother to pretend he didn’t know what she was talking about. “You’re really staying in that part of town?”
He did!
Well… her Ma did give her approval to be that kind of girl if she liked. And Clara has already shown that she’s got ‘em in a twist fir Lou.
“Not like that, Farm Girl. It won’t just be us. My little sister Lucy lives with me.
Lou’s into *that*?
You can bunk with her until we find you a place to stay that isn’t going to end with me identifying your corpse.”
So, Lou’s not going to be the one cooking the meals, then?
and she had promised her parents she would fly out soon…
Well, she could tell them that she’s bunking with Lou…
Martha:
Jonathan:
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Lou let out a gusty sigh. “Look, Kent, here’s the deal. I’m not leaving here tonight without you. Now, you can walk beside me, or I can throw you over my shoulder. Your choice.”
I did however option three…
Clara started to protest, terrified of what would happen if Lou tried to pick her up and discovered she weighed close to two hundred pounds, but Lou kept talking.
She’s got heavy bones? She’s got adamantium plated to her skeleton?
“And if you really don’t want to stay with me, you can find somewhere else, so long as it’s not here.” He scowled. “Maybe if you call Luthor he’ll give you a room at the Lexor.”
Jealous, much?
Lou snorted. “From what I saw tonight, you could ask Luthor for a lot of things.”
So long as she pays in kind?
Louis really wasn’t sure how he’d ended up ushering Little Miss Supermodel Sunshine into his apartment
a curl from her updo flopping onto her forehead.
He was just about to go see if Lucy was still awake, when she came bounding into the room.
“Louie! I stayed up because I want to hear all about the ball and – ” her eyes lit on Clara, and she stopped mid-sentence, looking between them and giving Louis a not-so-subtle grin. “Oh, should I make myself scarce? I could totally be sleepwalking right now.”
Oooooh!
‘No woman should be out this late on her own, the rapists and gangs and mobsters will get you.’”
She forgot the ninjas.
“God, he is such a big brother.”
“Tell me about it.”
Awwww…
Clara: Lou, I do love you. I mean, like a brother.
He could just make out Lucy asking Clara whether she preferred him to Lex Luthor, and Clara replying, “You know, I think I do.”
Awwww
On the heels of that thought came the realization that he didn’t want Clara to have to lie to Lucy about his behavior towards her.
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Is he also going to hold open the doors for her?
Lou: Who do I look like? Some hack from Nowheresville?
Clark: Hey, what’s that supposed to mean?
He’d treat her better from now on. For Lucy’s sake.
So long as she kept her mitts off his stories, that is.
But I’m guessing he wouldn’t mind her mitts touching *other* things of his.
