Oh, look. I’m only three FDK’s and one read behind. Well, two now.
~You heard Star. I’m not dying anytime soon, Clark. Stop worrying.~
I think we can all say it together now:
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“Yes. I told you I had information about it.”
One of these days she would learn not to run into a situation like this without back-up.
Yes. And win the lottery.
How could she ever have described them as beautiful?
It’s all a matter of perspective?
He and Shamus had donned robes.
Huh. Goth candle sticks. Male leads wearing robes. Glass table. Girl tied on top of it. It that the climax scene of a bad porn movie? Oh, wait, Lois still has her clothes on, so, apparently, not.
What was that about not dying any time soon?
~Really? Now? Do you really think this is the time for an ‘I told you so’?~
“What is it about the filthy rich that makes you all want to kill me?”
It’s like with Ferraris. You just have to have one to be accepted into the club.
“This…” Lois said, tugging on her bindings. “… isn’t love.”
Says the woman who’s had far worse declarations of love.
Patrick looked her over from head to shoes with unveiled interest.
Lois had to love the Lexor Hotel for its excellent customer service in lack of guest privacy.
Also, by the same token, they provide amateur home videos for their guests.
“Lois, he said that you were hysterical and calling out for Superman to rescue you.”
“I was not!” Lois defended her actions and then mumbled, “I only called out for him once.”
/shakes head/
Not helping your case here.
see?
“Clark? This Clark – CK fellow – isn’t your partner, Lois, I am. Are you saying that he contacted this Star woman on my behalf? That he’s impersonating me?” he sputtered. “Sarah was right; he isn’t good for you.”
*G*
“You’re starting to act really weird. Clark isn’t from this reality?” he asked incredulously.
I think it’s time for the padded room now.
“Yes, Lois, it sounds very crazy. This is just the type of thing that Sarah warned me to be on the lookout for,” he told her.
Also, he should be really careful when Lois stops in front of gun or knife stores. And Outdoor Woman.
“Of course he doesn’t exist, Jimmy; someone, somehow went back in time and killed him off before he became a reporter, so Clark doesn’t exist now.
Duh! Lois really should ditch that pup of a partner.
A man that pure of heart, who also looks that hot in a skintight suit, isn’t going to fall for someone like me. He’s definitely just a fantasy.”
“Eww, Lois,” Jimmy said as an expression of horror crossed his face. “Too much information.”
“Perry’s not going to accept that, Lois. Hearsay. You’re the only one who witnessed Sullivan catching fire and disappearing into a cloud of ash.”
Oh boy. That’s not good.
“And I’m too batty to use my observations as fact anymore?” she retorted. “And the maid saw him on fire. Why do you think she pulled the fire alarm?”
She didn’t. That was Shamus after Lois set his boss on fire. Duh!
