Trey looked at it skeptically. He took a tentative bite. "It is delicious, milady," he said hesitantly.
Lois glared at him. "Don't patronize me, *Lord* Trey. If you don't like them, just say so."
He hesitated again. "It would be unseemly of me to say so."
They don't like her chocolate chip cookies. They must be bad guys after all
Lois pushed away from the counter. "Great," she muttered. "I married a man who isn't a killer and that's going to get him killed." She dug another package of chicken out of the freezer and tossed it on the counter. "Thaw that, would ya?"
:p
"I'm cooking, baking, whatever. Trying to keep my mind off Ching killing you."
This Lois, who's cooking instead of just scrubbing, is still strange to me.
So, duel next?
Michael
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I may be wrong but I'm sticking with them until and unless they betray Clark.
A pile of excellent tension and a fight is a-brewin'.