She turned and looked at him over her shoulder, so he could see exactly how royally ticked off she was at him.
So, she wants to turn Clark on?
“Yes, we are, and so are all the colonists on the Prometheus. […] but too late to save all the colonists whose transport will have exploded upon launch due to the coolant systems still being used.”
Flashforward much, Lois?
If you really thought we were in trouble, why didn’t you bring the police?”
They’re bought for by The Boss St. John?
Huh.
Suddenly thinking that very word made her anger double, as if Clark had done something a million times worse than rush into the warehouse without backup.
“She’s not going to kill us,” he reiterated.
But she’s going to attempt to.
That was right, she had come in here. This had been her idea, not Clark’s. It was her fault.
No, she knew she hadn’t been in love with Claude. She had been in lust with him.
not like she felt when she had seen Clark wearing just that towel.
Umm…
What in the world was she thinking?
Oh, no, she was doing it again. She was falling in lust with another co-worker. This wasn’t good. Clark would probably end up doing to her what Claude had, so she should warn him that she knew that game and that he better not to try it with her.
Probably. Well, maybe. She thinks it could happen, anyway. But at least, she’ll have a much better time with Clark?
She had worked her butt off for that story.
Well, so had he. Or does she think it was easy for Claude?
He must have respected her as a journalist on some level to steal her work, didn’t he?
Now we’re bargaining.
she wasn’t going to sleep with another man until her wedding night,
Oh look, born-again virgin Lois.
and certainly not with a co-worker.
And in case her vow of celibacy won’t hold, at least she won’t boink a co-worker. Unless she breaks that one, too. It does not say anything about marrying a co-worker, though. Also, since she got to the Planet right after college and probably had not that much action due to the whole Paul/Linda situation, she’s likely pretty single digited there in terms of experiences. So, Clark’s way more experienced then her. What with his and Rachel going on for an entire summer as friends with benefits and then Lana requiring a tool to scratch her itch.
Well, she had wanted sex with Claude, and what a disappointment that had been. Not for him, he seemed to have a good time, but Lois, well, she was left wanting… more.
“Not that it really means anything coming from a Mr. Chuck Greenjeans, but I think you’re pretty terrific too,” he continued.
Wait, had Lois ever called him Greenjeans? She only thought it earlier.
Just like her luck, for both of these things to happen right before she was about to die. Correction: a sweet man with a killer body, whom she had treated like scum.
“Then again, I never was much of a hostess.”
I’m not so sure. I think she made a great escort for Lex.
“Unfortunately, the blast killed three noisy reporters,”
Hey, Jimmy’s not a reporter.
Had something happened between the two of them? The cold chill permeating through her body turned to steam as her red hot fury grew.
She heard Clark mumble something that sounded like “Say ‘hi’ to Luthor for us,” but that didn’t make any sense.
Oh, Lois.
Was he still so jealous of her date with Luthor that he now thought that the billionaire philanthropist was also the root of all evil in Metropolis?
Did she infer, or re-remember, that or had Clark actually been this blunt with her in part 3 or 4?
