“Paul and Linda will be there and probably try to hurt you or embarrass you...let me know if I’m getting warm here.”

“Oh, Clark...I just...”

“Go for me Lois and if things get out of hand, we’ll leave. Just tell me. I’m dying to see you in that black gown.” Clark smiled jokingly but meant every word.

“Well, okay then...but if I say...”

When Clark got to the elevator, he realized what he had just done and thought that maybe he had crossed the line. It was wonderful while it lasted and she did respond. He’d just have to wear his bulletproof jacket home. He smiled to himself.