each woman’s countenance bearing a very different expression.
Oh dear.
Martha gazed serenely at the dress, silently approving of her future daughter-in-law’s choice.
I like that Martha is part of this.
garment was nearly an exact copy of the gown worn by Clark’s maternal Grandmother, Lady Polara Lo.
WHOA! Did NOT see that coming!
Since the night of their engagement, neither she nor Clark had been seen without them on.
I'm guessing it's some Kryptonian custom?
Ellen, on the other hand, did not agree with her daughter’s choice.
*sigh* Does she EVER?
<readies the duct tape>
“Naturally you agree with her!”
How would she feel if her daughter behaved in a similar fashion?
I'm guessing she'd wonder when she turned into her mother and became completely overbearing?
Lucy burst into the apartment, her head turned toward the hallway talking to her date in a teasing light voice, “Come on in, Jimmy. They won’t be home for at least an hour…maybe more!”
Oops! Oh look! Jimmy Interruptus! With an accomplice!
“Hmm, I’ll just bet you did!” Ellen muttered.
“Lunkhead! You’re *not* the groom!”
She stole "lunkhead?!"
“James Bartholomew Olsen, I’m wearing the most amazing dress ever and the only word that comes to mind is *nice*?” Lois fumed.
Oops?
“Uh, Lois you’re like my big sister. What else am I supposed to say?”
Awww! Also...NICE save!
“OK, I can accept that. But you better not utter a word to Clark. Otherwise Perry is going to be looking for a new staff photographer!”
Ha!
“Great!” Martha said, clapping her hands in excitement. “It’s been a couple of weeks since I rode a chopper. Do you have an extra helmet?”
Have I mentioned that I adore Martha?
“Wow! He finds the best stuff! I wonder if he can share his contacts with me? After all, he’s family now.”
1-800-Supermn
the younger Lane women rarely had a quiet evening with their Mother.
Gee, I wonder why?!?!
The position was brutal in both physical and emotional trauma, yet somehow Ellen managed to provide for them.
Okay, I'll give her that.
The critics were lukewarm at best to Ellen’s efforts, but the general public enjoyed reading her detective story set in the corridors of a major research hospital.
Huh. Interesting.
Upon graduation, she returned to Metropolis and seriously pursued her career in sports medicine.
Would not have guessed that for her.
“Even if your uncle thinks rosemary biscuits go with filet mignon.”
<eyes duct tape, gives Ellen a pointed look>
“No, he’s still in love with Rita,” Ellen snapped back.
<rips off some duct tape, shuts Ellen's mouth for her>
“Oh, I guess we should fill her in. But young lady, this is what happens when you don’t attend family functions…”
<goes to re-tape Ellen's mouth closed, finds no more duct tape - makes note to run out to Home Depot tomorrow for more>
More now? Please??
