Turning around, I am stunned to see that the floor-length mirror by the vanity is glowing.
Is it an antique? It would be crazy it this was the same mirror!
“My name is Lois. Lois Lane. I’m a reporter for The– for LNN.”
I love how calm she is! Just a semi-typical day for her. Then, again, she probably doesn't realize how far she's gone!
“Lord– Earl— I’m sorry, what?” Goodness, neither of us is going to get anywhere if we keep on like this.
I don't know Downton Abbey but this character is great!
I think Old Lady Grantham would faint if any of the girls cut their hair like that.”
...aren't they all about to cut their hair like that? Or is that just in the US? Poor Lady Grantham!
now fairly certain that this Lois Lane is not dangerous,
I don't know if I'd put money on that. Maybe not dangerous, but certainly danger-prone, or danger adjacent!
“Because it’s the same mirror.”
Cool!
Even though I’d thought as much before, it’s still a bit disconcerting to hear her confirm my suspicions, and to think of the implications of what it all means.
I feel like Lois has this effect on people! Fun to see it in this context!
No matter who she is or why she ended up here, she’s stuck here now, and in desperate need of a place to stay.
Time travel is such a beast!
Brushing a piece of hair out of her face, she turns back to the window, biting her lip in thought for a moment, before she narrows her eyes, and leans out the window, peering at the ground.
“Is there any way I could get down from here?”
I love that even here, Lois is looking for ways to fall off buildings!
This is a fun cross-over!
