(people are going to start sending us invitations to Smilie interventions.)
/has to rewatch show/
Doesn't Lois have to one-time before she can two-time?
Well, she's already no-timing them and two-timing them in her mind. She's almost there
/looks around/ Hey, was that a rat in a high heel swimming by?
Oh, dear, was Saturday penciled in?
Yes. And he waited at the junkyard car shredder for hours for her to show up inside a trunk.
Him? As in Alt-Clark where his parents have died, and his adoptive parents have died, and his ex-fiancee got kidnapped because well she was his ex-fiancee and because he spent the last year being followed everywhere and his apartment being broken in so often he had to move out. So, no.
/Sees point.
But will there *be* a President Doe in this dimension? This Tempus is currently, well, non-existant.
They could import one?
Because of the newspapers Clark's gifts are wrapped in? No.
Michael
