He eyes me with uncertainty, no doubt seeing danger in my methods-- but then he lets out a light laugh of exasperation. “Lois… are you always like this?”
I simply grin at him in return. “You’ll get used to it!”
And that's Lois before she gets used to having a handy lifesaver only a shout away.
“Lois, I’m happy to date you—but we’re still getting to know each other,” he starts, but I hush him up quickly by placing my finger on his lips.
TskTskTsk... Can't they just spend one night at the Lexor as Mr. and Mrs. Kent. That should take care of the wedding stuff and then he could stay in Lois's apartment all officially.
“Don’t worry, Lois. When it’s time for me to make my appearance on the world’s stage, you’ll be the first to know.”
Yeah, probably because she's screaming for him
I take a few wrong turns, oddly ending up in a wine cellar. I guess when you’re a billionaire you need a cache of wine even at the office!
/whispers/ He also lives there.
I move closer, sticking to the edge of the building, and a gust of wind suddenly snatches my cap and skews my wig. Before I can right it, Luthor sees me!
I wondered if she was going to fall. Only now, I think Clark's already back in Smallville by then so that might have hurt.
I protest, realizing how stupid it was to come here all alone, without even telling Clark what I was up to. But before I can even kick again at the goons holding me, a handkerchief comes to my mouth and I’m suddenly very sleepy…
Michael, going to look for the bow now with which this will be tied up...