Catching up!
The truth was that this was no little boys’ poker tournament or a friendly game among buddies, and that’s the way that Lex liked it.
I’m not 100% it’s legal…
Also unlike those other two interests, he always came out a winner when playing poker, and he didn't even have to cheat.
He does realize that knowing all the cards is considered cheating, doesn’t he?
Lex never really thought about what he might do if he actually lost at one of these games since so far, that hadn’t actually happened to him.
Have all the other attendees kind of suffer an elevator accident?
That thing was the pleasure of watching former members of high society completely humiliated after he’d beaten him or her.
Ooooh! Like in Trading Places?
Another time, he’d made a Hollywood starlet appear as a stripper at a director’s bachelor party he’d been invited to. Needless to say, her career was never quite the same afterwards.
Elizabeth Berkley?
During this particular poker game, Lex was playing a game against the owner of a local hotel called the Apollo Hotel.
Oooh!
I’m no sucker. I want to play a game where the odds aren’t stacked against me.”
So…Go Fish!
“A bet. I’m willing to bet you that I can control Superman,” Julius replied.
Combined with the title, Julius doesn’t seem to be a very honest man.
On the other hand, being a fairly large man himself, he was confident that he could easily overpower Lois and use her as a hostage, making her the obvious target.
Brave. Stupid but very brace.
Julius was somewhat tempted to follow after her, as it had been a long time since a woman as good looking as her had so overtly flirted with him.
I’m sure he’ll find an equally attentive girlfriend in prison. Say, could Lex acquire the hotel after Julius gets locked up?
“That doesn’t matter,” the man whispered as he quickly pulled out a gun and pointed it directly at Lois. “Now, stand up, and let me put these on you.” He held up a pair of handcuffs.
That’s brazen.
"Kinky," Cat replied, a smile lighting up her face. "If you want, I'll let you handcuff me anytime."
Lois wouldn’t do that in the middle of the newsroom. That would be tacky.
The pain of the hot metal caused the man to drop the gun, but Julius had another trick up his sleeve.
“I don’t know why that just happened, but don’t get any bright ideas,” Julius said.
Yep, not very smart.
CLARK: Must be sunspots or something.
Julius stared into Superman’s eyes and smiled. “You’re bluffing. I can always tell if someone’s bluffing.”
That would be a bluff.
“I’m sorry. I’ve never walked on the ledge of a building while handcuffed to a psychopath and wearing only one shoe before," Lois spat out sarcastically.
She’s quite specific in that.
LOIS: I usually wear both shoes.
And Miss Lane will be happy because she’ll have a big scoop - about what it was like being handcuffed to a psychopath.”
LOIS: /holds up Kerth from last year/ Been there. Gotten the award.
Before Julius could see what was happening, Superman had broken the handcuffs and thrown him into the air!
Duh! Julius most definitely is not of the smart variety.
"Well, my arm is a little sore... and I may have twisted my ankle... and I'm in need of a new pair of shoes... but, yeah." She smiled. "Thanks, Superman."
I think she got off lightly. No bullet wounds. No ruined dress. All her hair still attached to her body.
This certainly felt like a '50s story
Michael
I'm always excited when someone takes up one of my challenges. I see you took a slight detour from the original, there, towards the end. 
Beautifully done.
