“Lois?” Lex’s voice called through the door as he knocked again. “Are you all right, darling?”
I now dislike Lex even more.
Lois flipped the locks on her door and swung it open.
Oh, I was hoping she would not respond to Luthor's demands.
irritation at Lex for, a) assuming she wouldn’t have plans on a Saturday night, and b) assuming the same thing was true for Sunday lunch.
He assumes she is available at the last moment. Or is he trying to catch her with Clark?
Lex went on, running his hand down her arm.
more annoying actions by Lex. Why does he think he can show up if someone was not coherent enough to talk with him on the phone.
Superman glanced at her. His mouth pressed into a line but his eyes sparkled with delight that she had hung up on Lex.
Not only did she hang up on him, she did not recognize his voice at all.
Then again, he didn’t know that she knew his secret and might possibly have blathered it to Lex on the phone this morning while she was mostly asleep.
Fortunantly she seems to have not done that.
“Oh, nothing of consequence,” Lex said, but he smiled at her tenderly, which made her stomach drop.
She is going to worry about what she did say.
“I came over straightaway when you didn’t answer when I called back.
Instead of just recognizing she was in no mood to talk to him.
Superman looked at her with hope. Was he actually expecting her to tell Lex that she was meeting Clark for brunch? Hello? Faux break-up for a reason, there, Superman.
she could have said she had a brunch with a source.
“You need to eat,” Lex insisted. “Anyway, I have something for you.”
Stop accepting those false leads Lois.
“Well, okay, Lex,” Lois caved. “I’ll make an exception just this once.”
Now he will think he can always get his way if he badgers her enough.
