Why in God’s name would any sane person live in this place?
Hunting cabin? On a stake out?
not with Mr. Weird out there making so much noise.
Hmmmm? Early on knowing Clark?
Clark Kent… She actually liked the name.
He worked maybe four months a year and made enough to finance a small town!
Okay, so clearly we are waaaaay AU.
Had she been eating wild animals since she had been here?
No, he's hunting those non-living cows to make burgers.
“You can’t leave me here alone. What if someone comes?”
<raises eyebrow> Hmm...why the panic? Is she like a victim of abuse or something?
With his abilities, he could have bagged a large buck in minutes. But with her in tow, he would have to do this the hard way.
He had just built it because he was bored.
He should meet my dad. He builds one room houses to put in the trees.
She wasn’t his guest; she was his client.
Hmmmm....
The woman talked more than the next ten people combined.
He should have known she was sympathizer.
Wow! Had he really shut her up?
Um...no?
“I just never thought of it before,” she went on a minute later.
See?
“Ah, with my mouth,” he shot back.
Good one, Clark!
“You have a sense of humor!” And she was grinning from ear to ear.
Clark just stared at her. He had seen Lois smile, but this…
Wow!
Hehehe! Love this!
“The real you,” she explained.
Awww!
“I still can’t believe I’m eating this,” Lois said as she lifted a piece of her steak to her mouth. “I mean, I watched you shoot it and clean it.”
<is reminded to go defrost some venison>
“Do you ever shut up?” Clark asked her.
She looked straight at him. “I wouldn’t have to talk so much if you would say something now and then,” she informed him.
Ooh, what an interesting start! I want to know more! (And thanks for not making Clark a serial killer or something - there's always a way to spin the prompt into something completely unexpected.)