Welcome back, Mouse! We've missed you.
So...date night?
Lois was going to kill him.
<nods>
Ever since that one time when she'd made a point of him being there,
Okay, so not *quite* the date night I was thinking of.
He didn't like wearing the suit underneath his clothes when he and Lois were alone.
Too many layers if they want to get...frisky?
Number one, it reminded him that he shouldn't run off at every miniscule cry for help.
That too.
Number one, it reminded him that he shouldn't run off at every miniscule cry for help.
Six minutes to fly to her place? But...he can make Hawaii in *two* minutes.
Clark: That's because it was my honeymoon and I was *really* tired of being a v...very patient man.
He glanced at his watch one last time-- it was seven-thirteen now
No super speeding up the steps? Too afraid of getting caught?
Lucy had been visiting and naturally had wanted to spend time with her sister on the one Saturday where Clark had literally nothing to do and no crimes to stop.
Ain't that always the way?
something that looked like miniature meat tongs, which Clark could only imagine being quite painful if it actually had use for the face.
"I Daylight Savings? You mean it ends this weekend?"
I kind of figured but
What a fun little way to start my day! Thank for that. And again, welcome back!
