Oh, since this is taking place in the ‘Stranger’ universe, Lois only dated Lex Luthor to interview him, Dan Scardino never showed up and Mayson Drake is just an Assistant District Attorney.
I like this already.
<<Exactly! Hawaii awaits!>>
Too bad they never got there though!
But they certainly had more important things going on.
Hugging close to her chest the stuffed bear Clark had won for her at the Smallville Corn Festival years ago,
Love the inclusion of this little detail. Paints a vivid picture for me.
Even Superman, for all his powers, was helpless in this situation.
Oh dear. What could this be?
At the moment her apartment and desk at the Daily Planet were pictures of cleanliness and organization.
They replaced her with a clone!
Awesome!
“She hasn’t gotten in yet?” Zachary asked
“Nope, can’t you tell? He’s all nervous and stuff,” Ryan answered while smoothing his neatly trimmed brown mustache.
“Oh boy! It’s going to be a long morning if she doesn’t show up,” Zachary groaned.
Ha! Mike's more transparent than Clark, apparently!
“Don’t worry, *one* of these days he’ll open up,” Ryan said.
So...early Lois' closed-offness was partly genetic?
He walked past Karen as if she didn’t exist and went straight for Grace.
He *is* in love! Awwww!
“Yes, indeed. Lisa is the first doctor in the family. By the way, I know it is the middle of the breakfast rush, but may we speak for a moment?”
Oooh! She gonna ask him out?
“True, but I want to do something nice for *you*, so why don’t I knit a pair of comfy merino wool and silk socks? If the café can spare its owner for a minute, let me take some measurements to assure a custom fit.”
Oooh, Mike, she *wants* you!
Mike looked up to see his beautiful niece Lois running towards him. “Oh! Uncle Mike! There you are! Thank goodness. It’s awful! It’s HORRIBLE!”
Lois - ever the drama queen.
Especially since she was wearing a crisp plum two piece linen suit – with yellow shoes. He decided it was best not to mention it.
Mike Lane. Fashion police.
“Oh, it’s terrible! Uncle Mike, the rehearsal dinner has been canceled!”
Ah, and here I was half expecting it to be the wedding caterer.
“Mother and Daddy were *supposed* to work together on getting a restaurant and sending out the invitations to the wedding party and a few close friends.”
Really, Lois? You expected them to work together and for them to actually accomplish their goal?
Patiently, and for the second time that morning had a private conversation with a special woman in his life.
Awww, I like this.
“Mother feels we ought to have guests at the rehearsal dinner who aren’t invited to the wedding.”
That seems...counter intutive. Like a slap in the face...
“Ellen strikes again,” Mike disgustedly muttered.
May I slap Ellen?
Despite her usually tough and professional demeanor, his niece suddenly looked very fragile and young.
Love this observation. I can so easily picture what she looks like here.
“No! Absolutely not! Your staff is already catering the reception. It’s too much!” Lois’ eyes flashed in determination.
Ah, okay. So *that's* why it isn't the wedding caterers who cancelled.
There were not too many people in this world Lois Lane had utter respect for besides her fiancé. Mike Lane was one of them.
Love it.
“Uh, Uncle Mike, I see Grace is here.” Lois’ voice changed; there was a teasing tone approval in it.
Ha!
“Socks?” Lois answered, slightly confused by the change in conversation. “What socks?”
“Perfect. Brown it is. A pair will be ready by the end of the day tomorrow! Bye Michael! Nice to see you again, Lois.” With those parting words, Grace made her way through the doors and briskly headed back to her shop.
Wow! Fast turn-around time.
<does not knit at all>
“Hey, kiddo, turn off those reporter’s instincts. There’s no story here!”
What a great start to this story!
