Clark shrugged, then smirked. “I’m a sucker for kitsch.”
Oh my gosh, I totally burst out laughing when I read that (the cartoon stuff is one of the most annoying parts of the show for me, the apocalypse is coming and it is foretold in...kitsch? Maybe I'm just a humorless bitca). Anyway, the exchange between Lois and Clark was priceless. And then in true Shayne fashion...
Clark glanced back toward the painter’s loft thinking.
A cape and red boots. It hadn’t looked half bad.
If it just weren’t for all those paintings of explosions and people with their skulls cut off.
Awesome. Just awesome.
