Jor-El: "This boy-child in the birthing matrix doesn't look that much like us, does he?"

Lara: "No, but you don't have to worry about that. You sure are the father, for little Kal-El looks much more like you than like me."

Jor-El (trying to do some quick thinking, but failing): "Lara, er, you're right. He's truly daddy's boy."

Lara (suspicious): "Is there something *I* ought to know?"
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Okay, it's lame, but I couldn't come up with anything better.

The only known quantity that moves faster than
light is the office grapevine. (from Nan's fabulous Home series)