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"Hang on, Clark!" Moving quickly and silently, she snuck to her door, and after a cautionary peek out the spyhole, undid her locks. Scurrying back around the fish tank towards her bedroom, she called out, "It's open!"

She caught a glimpse of the door opening as she retreated. Okay, so the dress was zipped. Now she just had to put the finishing touches on her hair.

"Lois?"

"I'll be out in a minute. You're a little bit early."

As she pulled out the first roller, she heard Clark's voice from the other room, but the words were muffled. "I can't hear you! Hang on just a minute, I'll be right out." She considered dashing across the room to turn off the radio, but decided it would be more trouble than it was worth. "Where are we going for breakfast?"

She heard his voice, but again, the radio muffled the words. She glared at the offending appliance, but it failed to die in a shower of sparks. "What? I didn't hear you."

The last roller came out, and she went for her brush. There was silence from the front room and she grinned; it seemed that Clark knew when to quit. After a few last brush strokes, she moved on to a light application of hair spray. Okay, that would have to do. She headed for the living room, then had to turn around to get her suit jacket. Finally, she thought caustically, she was ready.

As she entered the kitchen again, she heard Clark's voice, softer than before. She could barely hear it over the muted gurgle of her fish tank. He sounded serious, though, and she instinctively slowed down. A careful peek around the corner showed that he was standing near her front window, and it looked like he was talking to a picture -- a picture of both of them, together. The mere fact that she'd had that framed should have told her something about her feelings, she thought wryly.

Straining her ears and trying to block out the fish tank noise, she caught part of what he was saying. "..want to tell you. I'm..." His voice dropped, and all she could hear of the end of the sentence sounded like "super." What was he doing?

She really ought to walk out there. Instead, she held her breath and crouched behind her fish tank, moving closer to the corner.