Lois took a step away from him and held up her hand as he tried to follow. “Chuck, it’s already been hours since those men attacked me in Suicide Slum. Lex must be wondering where I am.”
LEX: She’s getting ‘taken care of’ by some of the attackers from Suicide Slum. It’s part of their compensation package. The other part are the small pieces of lead that will be implanted into their skulls by the cops when they rescue her.
He rubbed his forehead. “You’re insane. Do you really think some vague unspecific note with what, I’ve got to admit, appeared to be a drowned spider on it, meant that I wouldn’t let you out of my sight?”
She didn’t want to replace Lex’s golden cage for another one with Clark.
Cage dancing? The one from the Lakes?
“I need my personal space,” she murmured.
Hence the cage.
“I know. It seems now that the Daily Planet has been burned down, I’m out of a job, so… We don’t have any ties to Metropolis any more. We can go anywhere in the world and work freelance,”
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Heavens, no! What was wrong with that woman?
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