Clark pushed open the door to Miranda’s Perfumery, and Lois heard the tinkle of those annoying bells, announcing their arrival.
Lois: I can't wait to get my hands on that no-good Miranda.
he admits she affects him.
“Look at this,” Clark said, pointing to the desk. “According to Miranda’s calendar, she had a meeting with Lex Luthor yesterday afternoon.”
“Hmmmm,” Lois replied, not wanting to let Clark know that she too found that interesting. “If you want, I can find out what happened at the meeting. I’m having dinner with Lex tonight. He finds me attractive.”
Now that really does not fit here. Clark has never denied finding her attractive.
Clark ignored her teasing remark, except to grind his teeth together. “Lois, that’s two women that Lex Luthor knew personally, who have shown up murdered,” he reminded her. “You should cancel your date.”
Not likely to work, ever. Even if the evidence was more conclusive.
“We’ll never know now, will we?” she responded, turning towards the front door.
That is really, really unfair.
