So I actually did two chapters today.
Did I mention PML and HIM are among my favorite episodes? Wouldn't the Space Rats have worked, too? That way, Miranda could still have doused Lois.
“That’s because Lois asked that the event be removed. She didn’t want to be remembered for her Dance Of The Seven Veils she did for Clark.”
But how does Herb know? And how would *anybody* learn about the details? After all, Clark never told anyone and neither did Lois.
Lois gasped. She did what?! For whom?!
See! There's an idea about how you could make the kiss up to Clark. And it would also solve the nasty business with the conscience.
“What next? A bomb threat? A giant asteroid attack? A tsunami? Alien invasion?”
Patience, child. The story has only just begun.
They saw Cat Grant run next to the railing on the third floor, which was a difficult task in her three inch heels and painted-on dress.
Chasing after her was Claude, his hands outstretched. “Come back here, you little tart. You know you want me.”
“Once I catch you, you’ll have the pleasure of having me again in our own little spot. Right over there in the dark corner between Medical Reference and the Human Body.”
What now? Now that's not the French way. Say, did you ever read Dandello's Spring Comes After Winter? Too bad, Claude can't be held responsible for his actions while drugged. Would be a great way to get rid of him.
“What do you want? Up for more jollies?”
His brows went together in confusion. She had kissed him. “Excuse me?”
Huh?
“What? The guys ‘from the future’ that you sent to pay me back for that little incident in Receiving wasn’t enough for you?” she snarled at him.
Oh. Right.
That's not going to hold, is it?
Clark chuckled. “Right. Mental patient.” He felt much better. Laughing helped calm his green-eyed monster. Being with Lois helped.
I'm sensing a theme.
And another fixation.
Of course, Lois had meant actually being probed by an alien. What Earth woman would want to make love to an alien? Clark’s mind inquired. Claude had made it sound like she had meant sex.
Yes, but so had Lois
Might, of course, be a fun line sometime after a date when Lois knows. "You know, I'd really like to be probed by an alien right about now."
“Witty,” he finally said, not knowing what else to say.
/nods/
Lois shook her head. “More like ‘tasteless’. I don’t know why I said it. I don’t usually say things like that.”
Nah...
Why are you even continuing this topic of conversation, Clark? Do you like torturing yourself?
Since he's moth a masochist and invulnerable
He pushed this thought aside. And promptly decided to see how his feet were tasting today.
*g*
“You said something about ‘owing me,’ Lois? Would you like to clarify that statement?”
Talk about cliffhangers...
/waves/ (again, out of graemlins)
Michael
And to find out what Lois answers.
Clark seems to do this a lot... as do I 
After Lois's wedding band is stolen and turns up in the Dirt Digger's news room. Headline: Probed by an Alien? - Read the whole story about Lois Lane's wedding band engraving on page 2.