Today had been the worst day of her life.

Yeah, she got the intern job at the Daily Star, but other than that things have been going downhill all day. Now, now she was standing on a corner, attempting to flag a cab down, but with all the rain and people no one saw her. Her shoes were wet, her hair soaked and she forgot her umbrella at home.

A loud sneeze escaped her lips and she quickly covered her nose with her hand. Peeling it away from her she saw a thick line of snot attached from her ring finger to her middle. She sighed and quickly wiped it on the bottom of his coat. 'Got to wash it now anyways'

She didn't notice the tall man standing behind her, watching her. All she heard was the loud whistle that interrupped her thoughts and stopped a cab mere inches from her. She turned behind her and saw him.

He was a tall slender, nicely dressed white man, with thick biofolcues, black hair, and bright blue eyes. He was very build, she noticed because she reached to open the cab door for her the cuff of his arm raised up and showed a thick forearm.

"Oh"

"Hello. My name is Clark. Clark Kent. I'm the new intern for the paper. Do you work for the paper also?"

"Um", she turned to look at the cab and back at the man. She was just a little confused. Did that guy just hail a cab with a whistle? "Yes, I'm new. I'm Lois. Um, thanks again". She hopped into the cab and right before it pulled off she turned to look at the man once again.

'Hmm, Clark…"

Meetings

The room was packed with reporters, interns, even the lunch boys could hear because of the door being opened. The boss's loud voice boomed over the tiny office and over everyone's head.

"The STAR has PICTURES, actually pictures of something flying in the air" He holds up the STAR front page and jiggled it. A loud moan could be heard across the room.

"Boss, I heard they got new digital programs over there to do that sort of stuff, they can print out anything" a reporter in the back yelled out.

"No matter, I want someone to find out what this is! ASAP!"

The room started to scatter out the door when Lois felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned around and saw it was the guy from yesterday. Cl-a-r…

"I'm Clark. Clark Kent.."

'Yes, from yesterday, right. Look I wanted to thank you again. I guess yesterday just wasn't my day."

"It is quite alright. I, myself, was having a foul day. It must have been the weather"

She looked up at him and thought he was a little nerdy, but in a cute sort of way. She smiled, "yes well thanks", she begins to walk away and when a clearing of a throat stopped her.

"So you're going to be working on that Superman case huh? Need any help?"

Lois smiled and was kind of getting the feeling that this geek wanted to stay and talk with her, but she had more important business is get underway, like who was Superman and how could she get a interview with him. "Uh, nope, no I don't. I think I'm okay. I'm just going to hang out on some roof top bars and see if I see him, flag him down, and scoop up the story.

"Well…", Clark started but stopped because Lois walked away. He looked at her and squinted his eyes a little. He stood silent until he felt a presence beside him.

"Keep dreaming Clark, my man. That is a fine dime and we are pennies in her world" They continued on looking at Lois from across the room. She had gotten stopped by a female co-worker and they were chatting it up. No doubt about Superman.

'Lois', Clark thought.

"Clark?" demanded Michael. "You here, buddy?"

"Aw, yes, pennies" Clark straightened himself up and turned to Michael. "So, any leads on the Superman case?"