Darth Michael: Thanks for stopping in before (or in the midst of) your GoT marathon to catch up before the new episodes start (I'm guessing this coming week).
Awwww! She’s finally warming up to her financé
LOIS: A momentary lapse, I assure you.
LEX: That's what they ALL say.
Was she having the postman on the kitchen table?
While he son was there?
No, reading a magazine.
He sure does not sound like a very nice husband, does he?
Well, he raised Lex to be the man he became...
ELLEN: Sounds like all the husbands I've encountered in my life.
LOIS: Mom!
LEX: Ari was right. Always show your chosen bride that she could pick much worse than you. That way, she’ll appreciate what she has in you.
LOIS: A ticket to the Pulitzer when I nail his sorry behind to a prison wall?
There's worse than Lex?
Very convenient story.
LEX: Right?
Well, he did say he was orphaned, and it would be too convenient if his folks died in the same way as alt-Clark's did.
TEMPUS: Not really.
ER: /amazed that Lex's sob story worked as serenade./
LEX: /shrugs/ What can I say? I know how to woo women.
Wonder if he had a ghost writer mock up this pile of billionaire’s manure or if he did it all on his own…
LEX: What do *you* think? /rolleyes/
MET STAR HEADLINE: "Up and coming ghost writer fished out of Hob's Bay. Foul play suspected."
“Thank you,” she said, pulling him tighter in her embrace. Was it wrong to thank a monster for not killing her mother? “Thank you.”
LOIS: Lex, why are you taking off your pants?
ER: /points to the beautiful golden cage he's created/
CLARK: Phew. As long is doesn't come in glowing green.
/Lex's kiss swallows Lois's soul/ But I do wonder what Clark’s going to say about that…
CLARK: [merely gets horny]
Hmmmm. I think I misinterpreted those smilies.
CLARK: Not "horny". Jealous! And I know she's only faking it. She told me she would lie to Lex.
LEX: And you're taking the word of a liar that she's only lying to me?
priceless!
Awww…he’s paying for her love /clap/ Isn’t this romantic? Just like Richard Gere and Julia Roberts when they first met
LOIS: It only counts IF I marry him, which I'm not going to do.
Boring? So boring she’d hook up with Tempus to get out of there?
Nah. Boring? Doubt it, she's dating Superman.
SUPERMAN: Not for long if she kisses that guy. I know where his lips have been.
LEX: At least, I don't kiss butt.
That persona was so very exhausting.
I was just trying to find reason why canon Lois would give up all her control to such a jerk.
Minus the steaming sex scenes?
LOIS:
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Yeah. Except for that.
Well…duh! His lips are moving.
LEX: Why does everyone think I'm incapable of telling the truth about anything?
CLARK: Experience?
EW: Lex isn't lying about everything.
Yes, but that’s just because he wanted to possess her.
You say that like it's a good thing.
Normal alpha-crimimale behavior?
CLARK: Didn't work though, did it?
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If she’s in the air, cavorting with another man, then that’s her fault?
LOIS: He's *rescuing* me!
That could be one reason, but not the only one.
Yes, but it would still be best if she didn’t anger him under those circumstances.
Has she done anything to anger Lex?
Does she really want to hand Lex a paperbag filled with some dog droppings?
CLARK:
Is that what you call secret romps on the washing machine?
Pizza once a week. Washing machine romps once a week.
Before she married Clark, she was a bit of a golddigging skank shacking up with various rich dudes.
DAN:
I wasn't rich.
“That Lois, the very same one who kissed me and introduced me to you?”
CLARK: Yes, please.
Yes, but in this day and age, engaged-to-be-married couples often engage in married activities together. Sometimes, even with other people than those they’re engaged to be married-to, too.
SCORCERER’S SKANK: Just *one* time. That he caught me.
CLARK: Oh, now that's just cruel. I didn't need to know that. /hands Lois Kryptonite/ Just kill me now.
/RL dragging me out the door and into the sunshine. To be continued later.../
