"He'll be here," Lois said, unwilling to admit that Claude hadn't returned any of her calls in the past two days.
Ooh, now THERE'S a telling detail... perhaps he won't show up after all. Clark better not disappear too quickly.
"What happened then?" Lois asked, wondering if there was any possibility of a story.
LOL. Despite the fact that her potential date has been harassing other women, Lois is still keeping her eye out for a story!
The knock on the door.
For a moment, Lois couldn't move. Then, she hurriedly wiped her eyes, patted down her hair, hauled in a breath, smiled, and opened the door.
Clark Kent stared back at her.
Yay! Just KNEW he wouldn't abandon her!
Claude was there, dressed in an expensive shirt, pants of the latest fashion cut, and a flashy scarf befitting his debonair style. He was holding a huge bunch of red roses and a bottle of champagne, and smiling as if he'd just won the lottery.
Oh no... guess we have to hope he's allergic to cashews then...
Glad Clark threw him out! Go Clark!
