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Lois and Penny walked along the path to the auditorium.

“It was so sweet of Clark to volunteer to stay home with Lara, so you could come to this lecture with me,” said Penny.

Lois raised a brow. Penny had an annoying habit of describing her husband as ‘sweet’. “He and Jimmy are watching the game.”

“Still, if there was an emergency, he wouldn’t be able to leave.” Penny sighed.

Again, Jimmy was there, Lois thought, wishing she could defend her husband out loud. Instead, she said, “Really, Penny, you’ve got to stop believing this ridiculous notion that my husband moonlights in blue tights.”

Penny shook her head. “Right, Lois. Good try. I don’t know why you guys won’t just admit to me what I already know to be true.”

Time for a change of subject. “What interests you in Bruce Wayne?”

Penny sighed again. “You mean, besides the fact that he’s dreamy?”

Lois controlled the impulse to gag. “Did you tell Jimmy who was hosting tonight’s lecture?”

Penny blushed. “No. I just told him the subject ‘Women in Technical Fields.’ After that, I could have told him Brad Pitt was dancing a naked hula and he wouldn’t have heard. Did you tell Clark?”

Oh, definitely not. “Let’s just say the topic didn’t come up. What he doesn’t know, won’t kill him.”

Penny seemed surprised. “I thought you told each other everything.”

“He doesn’t really like Bruce Wayne,” Lois admitted.

“Really? Why not?”

Lois wished she could tell Penny it was because Bruce was a pig, but Clark had expressed dislike of the man before she even went on that sham interview. “That’s exactly what I’d like to know,” she finally replied.

“Bruce Wayne seems so genuine.”

Lois was beginning to wonder which screw in Penny’s head had come loose.

Why don’t you tell me about Mayson, then?” Clark asked.

“Ugh. Clark, I’m eating.” Lois made a face at him.

“Clark, I’m not going to discuss that here. Please, don’t ask me to,” she said, reaching into the bag and pulling out a ham and brie sandwich on a baguette. She raised a brow at him. “Just zip out for lunch, Clark?”

He shrugged with a smile.

She chuckled. It was good to hear her laugh. “I could tell you what your brother got his girlfriend for Christmas.”

Clark growled, dropping his sandwich back into the bag, standing up.

Lois sighed, rolling her eyes. “Not me, Clark. Mrs. Lola Luthor.”

“Why don’t you tell me about Mayson, then?” Clark asked.

“Ugh. Clark, I’m eating.” Lois made a face at him. “Anyway, that’s a long story and I’d like to get some work done today.”

He wouldn’t actively listen in, but if he happened to hear by accident…

Clark paused, looking down. “I followed her here,” he admitted.

“Why don’t you come in and sit down?”

“Anything!” Clark stood up and started pacing. “She won’t talk to me.”

“She won’t talk to you?” Dr. Friskin repeated back to him.

By her startled expression, he knew he had guessed wrongly. “Not unless your twin brother is Superman,” she told him.

“So, which bothers you more, Mr. Kent? That she slept with your brother or that he was dressed as Superman at the time?”

“Do you trust her? I mean, you aren’t keeping anything, any secrets, from her?”

Clark swallowed. Well, there was what he knew about Bruce Wayne. But that really wasn’t her concern. “Nothing of importance.”

She glanced up from her notebook and looked him in the eye. “I thought you said he was dead?”

“So was Lex Luthor once too, but he came back,” Clark clarified.

“May I recommend that you accompany Lois the next time we meet? Perhaps together we can rebuild those trust bridges. Shall I pencil you in?” She flipped open her black appointment book.

He stood up. “No! God, no. It would crush her, if she knew I followed her…”

Dr. Friskin looked at him. “I will not keep your appearance today a secret from her, Mr. Kent. She needs to know you are concerned about her. May I recommend that you reconsider?”

Clark put a hand to his head. Lois was going to kill him for spying on her.

Well, Alt-Clark really *does* sound like he’s got a thing for married Loises.

It actually took me til FDK, and then a re-read to figure out that ‘them’ is the Maysons, not Lucy and Mayson, which made me very

and depressed because of an MIA hubby the other 75%.

So, she’s careful?

So, the Wild West and the middle ages? Relieving the Lone Ranger and the Fox?

That’s like not lying by just not mentioning his spandex fetish, right? Which worked really Wells.

actually, that he and Superman and Lois ‘shared a bed’ one night.

Oh look. Clark’s made a doodoo and is now stuck between a piece of green Kryptonite and a red one.

Well, if he married Lois first, it would be okay then.

Yep. Another Clarkie bear for you.

So, you think he's blurring that line between good and evil (or is it just bad) here?

Why do I think that's not going to happen? [Huh] Oh, right, he's not feeling all that forgiving at the moment.