“I had been dreaming of you and me…” she paused again.
Oh? And has Inner Lois overtaken sleeping Outer Lois?
“Oh, right, the rock climbing.”
'Rock' climbing.
“Maybe you shouldn’t tell me,” Clark suggested. He would likely go crazy being locked in the store if he heard her tell him what exactly she had been dreaming about.
/imagines Clark bumping around the store like a bouncy ball/
“Do you feel safer whispering these things to me knowing I cannot rush right over there?” he inquired.
Yes. Perfect birth control.
“Oh.” Clark’s silly grin was back. “Really?” She had wanted him to kiss her a week ago? So much so that she had dreamed about it? He really had been a dense idiot!
Well... Duh!
There couldn’t be a happier man on the planet.
Hmm... maybe that flying prick Lois is going to marry?
We’ll have to think about that one. And what is with all the Queen requests tonight? Is there something about a man in tights that makes one naturally think of Queen?”
Michael
