Lois arrived at the restaurant. Vino Mia.
Sounds Italian. Is Clark trying to use pasta to make her do things?
At least he didn’t say he’d be wearing a red carnation.
How about red underwear?
Just gave me a code word to say at the desk.
‘Ultra Woman’?
“I was told to say ‘Lara’ and you’d know which table to take me to.”
Clark!
LOIS: So, Clark, why ‘Lara’?
CLARK: It’s my birth-mother’s name.
LOIS:
And, anyway, she’d get a good meal out of it.
Now, Lois!
He was facing away and she could only see his back. His broad shoulders were covered by a black jacket. His thick, slightly wavy, dark and shiny hair was just curling up at his collar.
So, he’s her type, then?
The welcoming smile on his face dropped and his eyes widened when he saw her. She knew her face reflected the same shock.
“Clark!”
“Lois!”
“Lois, how would Superman feel to know you are going out on a date?”
They’re not exclusive and Superman always expressed an interest in him and Clark having a night of passion with Lois?
“It’s you isn’t it. You are my date.” She groaned and put her head in her hands.
Ding Ding Ding!
“So, you’re my hot match then,” she said in a cheery voice.
Well…she does think that he’s hot, so…
Make the best out of this Lois, turn it around somehow.
One Night Stand?
Clark risked a look up at Lois while perusing the menu. I can’t believe it is Lois. She’s here, on a date with me. Don’t ruin it, Kent. This is the breakthrough you were hoping for. I can’t believe I nearly gave up on this.
/eyes part number/ This isn’t going to be on the dark side from part 10 on, is it?
I’ll challenge her on it later. Let’s just enjoy this now.
He could ask her to marry him and tell her that it’s okay for her to hook up with Superman on the side?
“Okay, I can’t take it anymore. What is Lara?” she blurted out.
“Oh,” she sat back again. “I didn’t know you were in touch.”
He found a speck of dust last week that might have been her.
CLARK:
“I’m not in touch with them. They are ... um,” he paused.
They died when their home blew up. They barely managed to throw me to safety first.
"So, how does a Kansas farm boy afford a meal at Vino Mia?" she asked, clearly attempting to lighten the mood.
Well…there was that hold up at Metropolis National Bank earlier this day…
Lois knew she fell more in love with him over the course of the evening, but she allowed herself to enjoy the moment.
So, she going to make for like the Road Runner, then?
“So, what will Superman think when I tell him that you’ve cheated on him?”
She put down her spoon and slumped her shoulders. “I think you know, Clark.”
“Of course I do. He’ll be devastated.”
“No.” She shook her head. “You know ... that I was lying. I’m not in a relationship with Superman.”
Not that I’d be offering myself to him anymore. She looked up at Clark. Well, maybe if he offered. If anyone could help me get over Clark, it’s Superman.
So, if Superman where to put a job ad for ‘Concubine’ into the Daily Planet’s Classifieds section…?
And we both know that I’m not an easy person to live with.
And yet, he hasn’t left to date Linda…
“Isn’t that my choice?” he said and Lois looked up in shock.
“I thought you didn’t want to be alone.” He threw her tipsy words back at her.
“I don’t,” she admitted without thinking what the revelation would mean.
“So you just don’t want to be alone ... with me?” he challenged.
Oh boy. That won’t end well…
Her fight or flight mode had been permanently active for over a week now and she’d done too much of the ‘flight’.
“Okay, then. You’re on. As of this moment we are officially engaged.”
What? Wait, what? Huh? What? Wait, what? Huh?
That was the most awesome midpoint revelation I have ever seen!
Well…that I can actively remember to have ever seen. This is…
Michael