Lois hated that her obsession with Clark was making her lose her edge.
Nah, it is her revulsion at Luthor.
That might not even have been Lex in that ambulance.
Yeah, maybe it was Schumack.
She went down the ramp and saw the coroner’s van parked next to a “Night Cleaning” van. Why was the medical examiner here? Had someone died?
Coroner:Nah, but we were told Lois Lane was edgy, so to be prepared beforehand to do an autopsy if she didn't get her way.
Nobody ever told her anything.
Clark:I told you everything I knew about the bomb.
“Superman killed a man, slitting his throat,” the man replied.
Lois:If Superman wanted to kill someone, he would burn him to a grisp and spirit away the ashes, to make it much harder to even detect the crime was done.
Wow. She had met some stupid members of the MPD during the course of her career, but this guy took the cake and decorated it.
Lois:Besides everything else, he was too attached to me to make any progress on doing that.
“Really?” Lois said, crossing her arms. “When was this?”
Officer Marlow:About 2 hours ago.
Lois (in mind):Just as he was caressing me so tenderly. Yep, this guy has no idea what he is talking about.
“Um…” The man licked his lips. “Only the victim, ma’am.”
Lois:Not likely if he was slit in the back of his neck. He never saw what was coming.
So much for small words.
It’s your job to enforce the laws, especially that one.
Henderson:It works much better if the police operate on an everyone is guilty assumption.
Reader:At this point the press would generally refer to people as accused and suspects. It would not be until 1996 and the Atlanta Olympics bombing that overly quick accusations would lead to the rise of "persons of interest".
Now, I’m going to tell you right now that Superman didn’t kill that man, and do you know how I know this?”
Marlow:You have been making love with him for that last 3 hours.
Lois:What?
Marlow:I read the National Whisper. I know all about your relationship with Superman, Miss Lane.
“Besides the fact that Superman doesn’t kill people,
Marlow:I distinctly remember LNN telling us Superman had killed. I just don't remember the details.
Superman doesn’t carry a knife and would never slit a man’s throat.
Marlow:Maybe he slit it with his head vision.
Where was the victim when it happened?”
Marlow:Within attacking range of Superman.
Officer Marlow glanced back at the van. “No.”
More evidence that the victim was not a witness.
“First of all, this is no ‘lady’,” Henderson corrected.
Lois:Don't say that too loud, or Superman might make an example of you, Henderson, for insulting his romantic interest.
“Hey!” Lois griped. She was certainly too a lady.
Cat:Of the night, after Toni Taylor was through with her.
“She’s Lois Lane, sharpest reporter in Metropolis.”
Lois:At least someone knows the truth.
“Right.” Henderson didn’t sound as if he believed her. “Anything Officer Marlow told you was off the record.
Lois:Then how am I going to get him fired for incompetence?
“The MPD doesn’t ‘think’, Ms. Lane,” Henderson started.
“Clearly,” she retorted.
“I meant grammatically; it can’t any more than LNN or the FBI can,” Henderson corrected.
Lois:Stop trying to take Clark's job. He gets to edit my copy, not you.
Henderson:Is that what they are calling it these days.
Lois grinned. “Again, you won’t get any argument from me on that score.”
Henderosn:If you dielike LNN, why are you in a relationship with it's leader.
He scowled. “How does Kent put up with you?”
Lois:He enjoys my other talents.
She batted her eyelashes. “He doesn’t.
Henderson:Which is why you two were so close this evening.
