“I’m not that bad,” Clark insisted.
READERS: Oh yes, he is.
Cat stood back up. “Let’s get you out of those clothes and into the Suit. Maybe that will help you remember. Tactile memories or something.”
Ooooh! She gets to help him change!
CAT: Hey, I’ve got to get *something* out of this gig.
she pointed out, before speaking into the receiver. “Now, go get undressed. Hello?”
Oh dear. Lois is on the other end of the line and she *heard* this. Cat’s so dead.
“Cat!” Lois growled loud enough for him to hear. “What the hell are you doing there?”
Michael
/heads over to part 95/
Hey!
