Clark, then, coughed to cover his lingering smile. If only Lois were controllable, he thought, and then he realized that she wouldn’t be Lois then, she’d be someone else.
Well, you only need to implant a pain device into her skull, and then if she doesn’t do as the guy with the remote pleases, baaam, splitting headache.
LOIS: What!
LOIS: No way? And I was *what* at the time?

So he *can* perform!

Michael