Sorry to hear about you being sick. I hope you're feeling better now.
Yeah, thanks. Feeling better now. Sort of. Apparently drinking bright-green syrup is good for people so long as they’re not from previously blown-up planets.
Franklin Stern pressed the button on his intercom and said, “Who?”
“She said her name was Patricia Riviera, Mr. Stern, and that she had some urgent business to discuss with you,” replied his secretary.
Is she the Lois with the tight bun on her head?
“And you asked me to clear your morning appointments this week in anticipation of buying that company over the weekend. I was able to reschedule some of them when it fell through, but you’re free now until lunch.”
That was the Daily Planet, wasn’t it?
A tall woman with raven black hair
Lois?
and icy blue eyes entered his office.
She wasn’t what he would describe as pretty or even handsome, but definitely striking.
So, not Lois, then?
Franklin took the offered business card, glanced at it to confirm her name and see her firm’s name. She worked for herself.
He does realize that everyone and their ne’er-do-well teenage offspring can print out fake business cards, right?
due to lawyers charging by the hour,
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Just like hookers!
“May I ask who your client is?” Franklin Stern asked,
He does realize that if the client would want him to know, she’d be tagging along, right? Or the name would already have been mentioned.
“Of course, since you just have inquired, you may clearly do so,” said Ms. Riviera archly.
/point to the sassy one/
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/point to the dark lord/
“This is a unique case, Mr. Stern, due to the asking price of the company and building in question,” she replied.
1 dollar?
My client believes you would be a good owner for the paper and has adjusted the price accordingly to ensure a quick sale.
So, 99c?
“By guaranteeing, prior to looking at my client’s asking price, that should you agree to buy the Daily Planet company and building, that you will also agree to all the terms set by my client, no matter how extraordinary they may be,” said Ms. Riviera.
What if the client next asks for a million dollars a year, for as long as the client shall live?
“I would have dropped this client should I had learned fraud was apparent. I pride myself on my integrity.”
Didn’t attend the same law school as Bender, did she?
the sale must expedited.”
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‘be’
“That seems fair enough. May I ask why your client doesn’t want to retain ownership and rebuild himself?” Franklin asked.
She doesn’t like dealing with lawyers. Or red tape.
My client believes that you would be a fair and just owner of the company.
Lois *did* watch Empire, didn’t she?
“No. No, you would own it and run it as you see fit, but should you decide to sell the company or the building within the first five years of ownership, the original sale will be invalidated and the ownership of the Daily Planet would revert to my client.”
One shouldn’t adopt a child or a pet, and then give it up at the first upset.
Is that the reason she kept Clark? Because she’d not give up a pet even if it’s a bit difficult?
“My client doesn’t wish for a repeat of the sad occurrence that happened with Mr. Luthor. My client only wishes to investigate any prospective new owners to make sure they aren’t a subsidiary of another crime boss,” Ms. Riviera said, raising her shoulders as if to state ‘if it happened once’.
“How did your client convince Mr. Luthor to turn over the property and business, then?” he asked, sitting back down.
Some say she has a sharp tongue?
“That will be revealed in time,” Ms. Riviera said.
When they release Lex’s home videos of him and his fiancée?
Ms. Riviera burst into a surprising smile. “No, Mr. Stern, just a big fan.”
Jimmy had neither returned the night before nor met up with him at the hotel this morning.
Did he get stuck?
flying across country in broad daylight dressed as Clark Kent, wouldn’t do
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I think that comma might be overdoing it.
wouldn’t do Superman’s reputation any good if he were spotted or photographed.
Couldn’t he wear a paper bag over his head?
“Sorry about being late, CK,” Jimmy gasped. “We overslept and must have just missed you at the hotel.”
/cocks eyebrow/
“I’m glad to see that you’re still alive,” Clark said,
Because he believes Jenny to be a succubus?
“Then don’t go,” she said. “Stay.” Then she pressed her mouth to his in a manner that required Clark to avert his gaze.
Because it reminds him of the PDA he often displays with Lois in the middle of the newsroom?
He wished he didn’t sound so judgmental, but Jimmy was acting like a horny teenager.
Instead of the 22 y/o college boy?
“Nice shiner. Want to tell me about it?”
I wonder if they will pick Jimmy for a fully body search because he looks like a roughian?
No wonder Jimmy’s actions seemed so young. Had he ever been that young and naïve?
/waits for Clark so see Lois again/
Um… in all the excitement, we forgot to call them last night.”
“Uh-huh.” And there was the corroborating evidence that Jimmy and Jenny hadn’t ‘talked’ all night.
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Clark prayed that their flight wouldn’t be delayed. It already would be a long five hours to Metropolis. Maybe Clark would luck out and they wouldn’t sit next to one another.
Maybe an extra ‘the’?
He reminded himself that Catherine had just informed him. He hoped some unintentional and ungentlemanly behavior on his part hadn’t prompted her to do so.
Bill!
. She might have been one of the sexiest ladies of his acquaintance, and in his profession that was saying a lot,
CAT:
Did he just compare me to a hooker?
LOIS:
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Clark does it all the time, too!
CLARK: I never compared Cat to a hooker. Only Lois.
According to their teenage daughter, who had moved back in with him and brought her mother’s “Dear Bill” letter with her, she had found one.
Apparently, Billy Jr. didn’t like her new step dad.
“No. No. It isn’t a Luthor story. I know I talked to you about this months ago, but you haven’t heard anything more about that string of missing persons after Nightfall Minor, have you?”
So, her first statement’s a lie, then?
Probably not, he thought as his heart started racing. She really shouldn’t look at him like that. He needed to get some decent sleep. That was all this was. Lack of sleep.
Or maybe see if he can’t find a good hookup at a bar somewhere.
Cat grinned as if she was the Cheshire cat and he was a dish of cream.
Bill gulped. So much for sleep.
Bill! Also, considering later: EW!
I deserve the exclusive, not Lois,”
So, Cat fight?
It had taken an abundance of self-control for Clark not to reveal his secret to everyone on the flight by opening the emergency exit three and a half hours earlier and diving out into the blue Jenny-free sky.
Jimmy held out his hand, and said, “Yo, Pot, can you lend Kettle here your phone card?”
“Oh, I guess you’re still not home.
Lonapped?
Gagged and bound in Lex’s new bedroom?
Clark chuckled. “Oh, I’m sure she’ll slow down in about six months or so.”
“Swing by anytime to pick it up,” Cat said, and then growled in a feline tone, “Unless you hear the bongo drums.”
“Consider it my sock on the doorknob,” Cat purred. “I’ve got to go and eat my…”
What cats usually eat?
“— dinner,” Cat said, and then added in a teasing tone, “Mr. Kent, you have a dirty, dirty mind.” She laughed and turned down the drumming music.
/points at previous remark by EW to set up this train of thought/
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How did Cat know about Rachel?
Same way she knows just how his hand fits around her pregnancy-enhanced chest area.
Another highly entertaining part, Virginia! Say, just doing a rough estimate here, but it looks like you could get to an even 200 by year’s end, right? Considering the upcoming break and all…
Michael
