Wow, did not expect Mayson to survive. Wonder what you got cooked up next.
I'm quite intrigued by the way Lois and Clark handle their situations so differently. Clark's obsessing about endangering Lois and Lois is obsessing about Clark obsessing about endangering her. Okay, so maybe no so differently
"I'm here, Clark. I'll ... ahm ... just be a moment." She quickly pulled on the first clothes she found - jeans and a loose jumper ... there was no time for a bra or a t-shirt. She ran a hasty comb through her damp hair, took a deep breath, arranged a nice smile on her face, and opened the door.
There's got to be a purpose. /waits patiently/
Lois grasped the bottom of her sweater and peeled it over her head.
Clark gasped ... and Lois shook with laughter.
Enter the purpose
"Kent," she said. "You're *supposed* to be looking at my arm."
But you have to admit, distracting Clark form the booboo on her arm is a good idea. Except, isn't the nurse supposed to distract her little patients before patching them up instead of the other way 'round?
Great part, as usual. Too little time for FDK.
Michael
