Oh Clark, the maniac serial-killer. I love Lois rantings! Anyway, it's one of my favorites. Between Floors 7 & 8 by Jessi Mounts. Be back later for another quote. Completely off-topic, I totally need to re-read the last story TLGLL...
Jen
Back with a quote! One of my favs;
Anyway, I haven't been watching the other quotes, so hopefully I'm not duplicating stories.
"I figured you'd be here, Lane," Inspector Henderson remarked dryly.
Lois eyed him warily, "And why is that, Henderson?"
"We have this hurricane tracking chart down at the station," Henderson said, and glanced at the debris that was once the Ace o' Clubs, "And it said something slammed into Suicide Slum this evening. I'm just glad I have a name to go with the destructive force."
"Cute, Henderson."
"Well, I think I got it all out," Clark said as he exited the washroom dabbing at his tie.
"Kent?" Henderson shook his head. "I thought you'd have more sense than to take an assignment in this part of town."
"Well, I--"
"We're on a date, Henderson, and it was Clark's idea to come here."
"Ah," Henderson nodded. "Love induced idiocy. I can accept that."
"Hey!--"
"Save it, Lane," Henderson said, and glanced down at Big Joey. "Who did this?"
"Superman."
Henderson looked over his shoulder at a couple of uniformed officers, and then pointed down at Big Joey. The officers helped the groggy man to his feet, and escorted him out of the club. "No telling how many lives Superman saved by putting Bibboski's buffet out of commision."
Clark laughed, and then felt Lois place her hand on his chest. "I'm going to go break off my other heel, comb my hair, and then we can go."
"Here," Clark said, and knelt down in front of her.
"Perfect place to propose to Lane."
Lois sighed, "Go chalk some tires, Henderson."
