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How does she get me to do these things?
Well, apparently not by offering up sexual favors, that’s for sure. Otherwise, we would be reading an entirely different story.
She should be the one here to do this.
Dr. FRISKIN: So, Mr. Kent. Have you had those fantasies about your partner dating other women longer or is this a recent development?
He could tell which one was his date. She was sat alone, neck craning over to view the door,
So, not a singles restaurant, then?
and she looked just like the profile picture which Lois had shown him.
Oh.
She’d raved on about the perfectly long straight blonde hair and the perfectly proportioned face, pointing out the high cheekbones and pert nose.
Basically, model, then?
Somehow he knew that she was going to be upset.
JENNY:
Why do the hot ones always have to be gay!
“Oh!” her voice quietened and she dropped her head.
JENNY: Maybe, if I press really hard, I could use the butter knife…
RALPH: Don’t worry. Women do that with me all the time.
Back at the bar he found a much changed lady.
So, did she do drugs?
And I’m not even sure what the point of this scheme is.” Clark perched himself on a stool.
To get out of the pact, of course. Sometimes he can be a bit dense.
Dr. KLEIN:
Jenny must have caught on to his defensive mode as she didn’t question further.
JENNY: Yep, caught another gay one. This one hasn’t even come out of the closet yet. Just my luck.
“Oh, because she seemed the delicate type from her picture and her profile.”
“You’d be surprised, Lois. She’s stronger than most people think.”
I wonder if she might move into Lois’s building, dye her hair brunette, and befriend the nice lady in 501. Then, one evening…
“Am I great, or what? So I guess it’s time to thank me.”
She delusional?
“Oh!” replied Lois. Clark glanced up in shock. That sounded like utter disappointment in her voice.
Duh! After she put so much work into it!
Jenny was perfect. I knew it. I am sooo good. I got everything perfect on his profile.
Not perfect. Too blonde. Too fragile. Too less of a reporter. Too less of a Lois.
Lois how could you be so stupid?
It’s not just a crush. It’s not just ‘in love’.
I love him.
Every day he didn’t fall in love with me, I’d lose some of myself. And I’d die.
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So…Clark?
It’s Clark, right? Right? RIGHT? Unless she’s been paired up with Ralph. Then it’s also
Michael