Preston lit up a cigar and said, “Ah Linda, all is not well in the house of Luthor. Their little tiff would make a succulent sidebar to the ‘About Town’ page!”
“I know it!” She said with a nasty gleam in her eye. “I’ll find out the particulars of that other couple and phone it into the night staff. The Daily Planet wouldn’t have anything like this to report. I don’t see Lois Lane or her buddy Catherine Grant around. The new gossip columnist, Peggy Becker, is worthless.”
Peggy Barker? Peggy...Why does that name sound familiar?
Yeah, I don't like Linda. Can we push her into oncoming traffic and call it a happy accident?
Clark watched Lois enter the ballroom in a stunning burgundy gown; her hair swept up and held in place with a single pearl studded comb, adorning her ears were a pair of pearl earrings with a matching strand around her long sensuous neck.
Absorbing the magnificent sight of his lovely partner nearly thrust all thought of Lana out of his head. He thought, <She is absolutely dazzling this evening!> At that moment something almost primal stirred within him, nibbling frantically at his very essence. He wanted to say something to her, possibly changing his entire existence she noticed him and approached with smooth, ballerina like steps, her mouth twitched into a smile and she spoke, while hitting him on the shoulder with her purse.
Uh-oh. Now, Clark don't do anything you'll regret...
“Good, you’re here! The tuxedo looks great, black really becomes you! See, taking my advice works! Come on, it’s time we get to work.” Standing on tiptoe and glancing over his shoulder she said, “*Where* is Jack?”
The delicate imagery shattered like a soap bubble as Clark set his mind back to the job of being a reporter. But he mused to himself. <She likes the tux? That’s a step in the right direction!>
Hehe... Down boy.
Lois moved with fluid gracefulness, yet her mind was anything but calm and peaceful. <*He* makes that tuxedo not the other way around. That is a fantastic physique he has been hiding under those boxy jackets and out-of date pants? No wonder Miss Dairy Queen sticks so close! If he were my boyfriend, I wouldn’t let him out of my sight either!>
Oh, boy... Dangerous thoughts there Lois
The expression on her face was one of genuine amusement. “A good newspaperman is to be respected, especially one who is as smart and charming as you.” She paused for a moment and then spoke again, weighing her words. “Getting both Lex and myself together for an interview might be difficult, but perhaps we can conduct them separately? If you contact my assistant, Mr. Kane, he may be able to fit you into my schedule for a few minutes.” She looked over his shoulder and smiled. “It appears your associate Miss Lane wants to join us. If you wish, bring her along on *my* interview, but not Lex’s. Enjoy the rest of the ball Mr. Kent.” She extended her hand and he bowed over it, just short of giving it a courtly kiss.
Clark certainly has a way with the ladies. Nice, the rookie Clark Kent nabbed an exclusive interview with Mrs. Luthor. The same interview Lois was trying to nab. Lois is going to be piiiiisssed.
"Go easy on Clark. He is not Claude." Her friend said without preamble.
That's good to have that reminder there. I think if Cat and Lois had been written like this we could have had a lot of fun with them in the show.
