Even so, as Clark headed north toward Canada, he found himself smiling. He wasn’t going to be alone for long.
Oh, Clark, if you stop to visit Lara along the way, I’m sure she’ll fix you up with whatever you want!
She put on her loveliest smile as the elevators opened, knowing in her heart that ‘Muscles’ would be watching.
Lois, if you don’t want him, I know of a few ladies that will take him off your hands....
The only thing that afforded him any hope that the day would improve was when he had snuff during his lunch break to deliver her package.
Huh? Snuff?
The remaining three headed toward the coffee machine to finish their chat.
“So where is ‘Miss Goody-Two-Shoes’?” the woman inquired in a voice of ice.
Should be a wake up call for you to be nicer, Lois.
“She quit the morning after you three were suspended. That’s Lois Lane, taking her place.”
Wait, did I miss something? Who was suspended? What's going on here?
Oh, good grief, wouldn’t Clark be covering something better than the Girl Scout jamboree? I mean, think about that surveillance he can do.
“But, Lois, it’s not my job to change the world.
We’ll see about that, won’t we, Clark...
