Clark: Lois, I know you're nervous about the Kerth Awards, but you've got to stop biting my fingernails!
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Clark: Lois, when they said the chicken was "finger-lickin' good", they meant to lick *your own* fingers, not everbody at the table's!
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Lois: Mmmm, munch, munch, I can't stand it anymore, munch, munch, I'm starving! Munch, munch, where is that waiter! Munch, munch.
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Clark: See, Lois? I *told* you Kryptonians taste just like chicken!
- Vicki