“Yeah. My dad’s the Dr. Sam Lane. I’m sure you’ve heard of him.
No, not really.
“It wasn’t like Perry assigned me this story because I can rattle off boxing stats in my sleep.
Sounds like she still can
“For the record, no, he didn’t see me, so there’s no point in killing me, I don’t know anything,” she said.
There’s always a point in killing Lois. It’s called investment into the future.
Or you’re always welcome here,” he said.
“In your dreams, Chuck. I’m going to bed,”
/squints eyes/
“Who needs him?!”
***
Clark woke up to a knocking at his door.
He was just starting to have a nice dream, a very nice dream. Lois had decided to stop over instead of call…
Ooooh! I can see where that dream is going. /heads over to dark side/
“Lois?” Was he still dreaming? No, in his dreams Lois wasn’t wearing sweats.
/chokes violently/
She was always welcome. Always.
She’s always welcome to come over at his place?
“I didn’t hang up on you,” she corrected him.
Right! He had forgotten. She was never ‘wrong’.
Michael
