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"Maybe I should go with you to make sure you get home all right," Clark suggested, his usual concern for her resurfacing.
"Oh, don't worry Clark. I'll be fine." She paused long enough to smile at him. "But it looks like you could use somebody to look after you."
Clark looked confused. "What do you mean?"
"Well, it appears your mom never taught you how to correctly dress yourself." It was all Lois could do to keep from laughing out loud as Clark quickly looked down at his clothing with a very confused expression on his face, then back up at her.
Oh, this is *too* much fun, she thought to herself as she studied the baffled look on his face. Finally she decided to let him off the hook. She gave his chest a couple of quick pats and grinned like the cat that has just caught the mouse.
"Your shirt's on backwards," she told him, pausing for emphasis. "Superman."
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