Hi Mary!
See how *he* liked showing up to work in a chicken outfit..
Hey! He could dress up as a capon instead.

“Plus, I want *two* of these every month.”
Okay, Sue once had Lois calculate how many calories she burned when… dealing with Clark. Of course, then he would have to wear the rooster suit instead of the capon one.
”—So she’ll probably look at how much we earn. For everything else, though, we’re going to have to really sell it.”
Clark got a high maintenance alpha dog with a kidnapping fetish who lives with her baby sister in a rent controlled apartment she wouldn’t be able to afford without their father subsidizing Lucy’s share of the rent.
Or maybe something even more scandalizing…
Leather chaps without a backside? Or a black latex suit, a cowl, and a cape?
there would be no way she could convince Metropolis’s favorite billionaire that he’d come in second to a farm boy.
It’s because of the … shoe size Clark wears?
Before Lois could explain, though, a high-pitched squeal stabbed right through her ears. “Clark, darling!”

Air kisses! Wasn’t this woman from the same hick town in Kansas as her partner?!
Yes, but she had clawed and fought her way out of the smelly swamp, even if she had to climb over her hometown’s gazebo.
Was it Lois’s imagination, or did her partner’s eye just twitch?
Oh, look, will Clark finally pack up and leave for real?
Lana swept a gaze over Lois that told her she had not, in fact, heard of her. Did this woman even read the paper?
Cat’s Corner. The horoscope. And the Sunday Fashion Special.
He certainly seemed impressed, but probably not by anything she would put on her resume.
Depends on the job she’s applying for. Also, isn’t it a tad uncouth to eyeball your girlfriend’s ex-boyfriend’s girlfriend?
Clark needed the girlfriend equivalent of an atomic bomb tonight, and Lois already had an idea of what to do…
Hot like a million suns. Stable even under extreme duress. And able To utterly obliterate her opponents?
What is Lois going to do? Post your ideas and suggestions below!

probably cutting off Lana verbally without ever appearing ungracious.

Michael