“You got me wet!” he accused playfully, trying to wipe his glasses dry without taking them off.
/nods/
“Well, you got me wet first,” she retorted.
“I wouldn’t? Don’t you know me better than that by now?” she said, batting her eyelashes.
Also, you had me completely oblivious to the *other* implications revealed in Clark’s side of the story. So much for Lois always being aware of her state of apparel.
Michael
