"And who are you? His body guard?" she threw at him, without thinking.
"Actually, no. I'm Clark Kent," he told her, one of his devastating smiles playing at his lips. "Pleased to meet you," he added, extending his hand in welcome.
Oh. God. Lois' blood ran cold. That was him? How could that be? She'd seen him trimming the hedge, for crying out loud! What sort of millionaire trims his own hedges?
I am torn between laughing at Lois' distress and feeling sorry for her.
Why did she keep running off like that?
oh, sweet irony!
Please tell me those were real FBI agents and not some guys taking advantage of this sweet lady. Thinking back, they seems altogether too nice for the profession.
Well, duh, Lois. The Phantom is Clark. Don't you ever watch romantic movies?
She smiled at the double entendre. It was nice to meet someone who had enough culture to understand what she meant
I guess I need to go read/see Phantom, because I didn't catch that exchange. But they are talking well together, which is what is important.
I feel so bad for Clark.
But great chapter!
LOL, Nancy!
