“No!” Lucy raised her hands in surrender. “I don’t want to beat him up! I just want him to get something resolved with Lois. I don’t want her pining for him for the next fifteen thousand miles.”
“Really? You really want to do this? Right now?”
“Well, yeah, since we’re leaving tomorrow morning and I don’t see him flying after us everywhere we go.
Tee-hee! I suspect you picked this phrasing deliberately, Terry?
