"I thought you were dead!" Lois exclaimed as her mouth fell open.

Sitting on the couch before them was a scantily clad Mayson Drake motioning Clark over with finger.

Clark stares off into the distance. "Oh, boy!"

"Doesn't she know when to give up?!?" Lois whines.

"Hey, I can't help it that I was born with good genes...Maybe if I quickly change into my Superman outfit, she'll leave us alone." Clark sighs.