Hiya, Michael!
CLARK: Well, you’re not the one sitting through endless charity events, hoping a plane would suddenly fall from the sky.
Lois: No, I just do that during Perry's meetings.
<Lois considers dying her hair.>
SUPERMAN: Bruce, did you bring some batidote? I had to shake Luthor’s hand.
BRUCE: Cuties? Hmm… Let me see…
Given a recent binge-watching of GoT, I just had to picture Joffrey at the tournament in place of Superman.
JOFF: Ser Illin, bring me the pins’ heads!
Or
JOFF: Dog, ride down that ball!
Speaking of - Why isn't George RR Martin allowed on Twitter?........Because he killed all 140 characters!
Aaaaand cut to the profanity discussion [Big Grin] Wouldn’t that be a feast for the press, someone lipreading Superman whispering the odd four letter word?
Methinks I see Martha with a bar of soap and a pissed off look...
A bit like a hack form Nowheresville, I guess.
Ssssh! Don't tell!
Oooh! Oooh! She’s thinking of Superman naked!
Hey Lois - two words for you. White. Towel.
Hey, it could have been worse. He could have gotten married to her without telling her.
Or engaged...
Bruce bet him a twenty that Clark wouldn’t make it a year.
Clark: <grumbles and pulls out wallet>
Thank you!
