Abruptly the sound of the aged elevator doors open and out stepped the most gorgeous example of masculinity Lois had seen in ages. He wore an out-of-date navy blue suit which had seen better days, but the brilliant white shirt and outrageous purple and yellow tie made up for the suit. She looked down at his old shoes and noted they had been buffed to a spit polish shine. This quick observation told Lois he took pride in being neat and tidy, which was more than what she could say for a number of men in Metropolis these days.
“Oh my…,” she whispered reverently. “Hubba. Hubba.”
