Clark landed on the roof of the Daily Planet building and looked down at his tattered cape. Terrific, and he had only brought the one suit with him.
Oops? Not thinking ahead much, are we? Right. Duh!
He was going to have to sew it himself, not having time to find a tailor he could trust in such short amount of time.
Umm…I wouldn’t recommend a tailor.
He sighed and spun into his business suit.
I’ve got an idea! He could always opt to change his uniform to a sky-blue leisure suit with a red silk shirt.
Not only had Lois thought that he had slept with Cat, but she also thought that he hit on her kid sister.
He’s going for the complete set?
He wondered what he was going to be hit with next; whatever it was, he wasn’t looking forward to it.
How about Tempus? Hasn’t he been dead long enough by now?
“Why don’t you talk to him? Tell him how you feel? Make him see…?”
So, how will this Jimmy get a spine, now that Lois doesn’t get taken down a notch in public?
Hey, I heard that you out mad-dogged Mad Dog yesterday; good for you.”
Ooooh!
“Between the two of them who do you think has the bigger ego?”
Lex?
She responded by rolling her eyes. “Mama isn’t here, sweet cheeks. You don’t have to behave.”
