"Rise and shine!" Lex drew the drapes open, allowing the gentle rays of
sunlight to cascade into Lisette's room.
"Ugh," Lisette grumbled and rubbed her eyes.
"You, little one, are going to school!" he said triumphantly.
"Am I?" she asked groggily.
"You are," Lex commanded. "And might I suggest that you hurry."
"After I get my morning coffee," she replied smartly.
"As you wish-" he was cut off by a lovely-in terms of appearance only-young lady standing in the doorway wearing only a silk robe.
"Lex, darling, you promised me breakfast in bed," she purred in a pretentious British accent.
"That I did," he smiled.
"Who's this?" Lisette cocked an eyebrow. Another Luthor trait, Lex noted. She was eerily like him.
"Lisette this is Victoria Hardwick. Now, if you'll excuse me," Lex winked.
"Lex I'm waiting," Victoria pouted.
"Oh stuff it! The poor boy can only walk so fast," Lisette sneered before she slammed the door to her bathroom.
"Beastly child," Victoria griped under her breath.
"Victoria, how about that breakfast?" Lex ushered out into the hallway.
" 'Lex darling!' Gag!" Lisette mumbled to herself as she stepped into the shower. "Mmm." she sighed when the hot stream of water poured over her naked body. She finished quickly, remembering Lex's warning to hurry. Lisette grabbed a towel that lay on the rack and rushed into her room, still having to decide on wardrobe. Hastily she pulled on a simple black skirt with a classy, yet sexy side slit; a v-neck rolled shirt in a color of blue that set off her eyes and black knee high boots. Moments later Lisette strolled into the dining area.
"That was fast," Lex observed.
"Uh-huh," she murmured and grabbed a croissant from the table. "So, where's the wonderful Vicky?"
"Victoria," he corrected. "She's in her room."
"Her room?" Lisette repeated. "She lives here?"
"In a matter of speaking. She's around until I decide that she's not," Lex told her undisturbed.
"Ugh." was her only comment.
"What was that?" Lex questioned.
"That was an 'ugh' in response to telling me that she lives here or even worse your reasoning for the length of time that she is," Lisette said without skipping a beat.
"I have my reasons for keeping her around," he informed her.
"Does she know what those are?" Lisette asked smugly.
"That's my own personal affair Lisette. Whether she has knowledge of anything is irrelevant," Lex smiled wickedly.
"Hmm.I might have touched on something there," Lisette crossed her arms.
"You haven't," he said simply. "Victoria is an old friend."
"Do you invite all your all friends to share your bed?" Lisette didn't actually know if the two were sleeping together, but if they weren't the sky wasn't blue.
"Not all," he answered and it was by the strict tone in his voice that made Lisette decide to change the subject. Lex spread out the Smallville Ledger and scanned it for any interesting articles.
"So what did you and farm boy talk about after I left you alone?"
"What makes you think anything Clark and I discuss is your business?" Lex looked up from his morning paper.
"I never said it was my business. Just wanted to know that's all.thought maybe I could help out with that little favor he needed." Lisette tore off a piece of her croissant and popped it in her mouth.
"And why would you think that?" he sipped his coffee, with a smile on his face.
"Well, I was figuring that it was girl trouble, because that's all you men ever have problems with. Unless the TV isn't working and then that means no sports channel," she paused as Lex laughed, "It's true. Anyway, I'm right aren't I? Girl trouble?"
"I honestly have no clue why I'm telling you this, but yes it is."
"Ooh, and I bet I can guess exactly what problem he has," Lisette said.
"Oh can you?" Lex challenged.
"Yep. I think." she stopped for a few seconds, to gather her thoughts, "that Mr. Clark Kent is head over heels for a beautiful girl. And this girl is A: 'Just a friend', B: Dating somebody else, C: Likes him, but won't tell him or D: All of the above."
"If you expect me to answer that would really defeat the purpose of you guessing, would it not?"
"Well, yeah it would," Lisette grinned. "It's D: All of the above."
"How'd you know?" Lex asked, only slightly curious to how she came to the right answer.
"I just do. The real question is, can I help?"
"And by help you mean meddle in other peoples lives, don't you?"
"Same difference," she shrugged.
"Actually, there might be something you can do. This beautiful girl Clark has his eye on is seeing a guy-"
"I've established that," Lisette interrupted.
"Yes. Anyway," Lex glared, "his name is Whitney-"
"There's a masculine name for ya," she giggled.
"Do you want me to finish or not?"
"Yeah, yeah. Finish," she reached for a pitcher of orange juice and poured herself a glass.
"Clark wants a romantic evening, alone with Lana, and before you even open your mouth, yes that's the girl that he's after." Lisette nodded, taking metal notes. "The problem is, how to get Whitney out of the picture."
"Shouldn't be a problem, charm runs in our family," she laughed. "So I'll distract him, farm boy will have his magical evening with the girl of his dreams and everything comes up roses right?"
"That's the idea."
"Who is this Whitney guy anyhow?" Lisette sipped from her glass.
"He's the high school quarterback, blond.your standard jock," Lex explained.
"Sounds like I get something out of this little deal," she ran her fore finger on the rim of the cup.
"Can you handle it?" he asked with a crooked grin.
"I think so," she downed her juice and stood up from the table. "Well off to my mission, Lt. Luthor," she gave him a mocking salute which he jokingly returned. "Do I have transportation to my destination?"
"Here," Lex reached into his pocket a tossed her a set of keys. "It's out front."
"Thanks." Excited, Lisette ran to see just what her cousin had trusted her to drive. Shockingly, there sat a sleek, black Ferrari. Lex followed her outside, relishing her reaction.
"Like it?" The voice asked from behind her.
"Like it?" She repeated. "That's a 456M GT Scaglietti."
"Yes it is," he confirmed.
"It can go from 0-60 in 3 seconds flat!" Lisette yelled.
"I'm aware of that.and 0-100 in only 6.3 seconds," Lex added. Something he had done many times before.
"You're letting me drive this?"
"Yep. As long as you don't go from 0-100 in 6.3 seconds."
"Ooh, thank you! Thank you!" She threw her arms around him and jumped in the car.
"Ugh," Lisette grumbled and rubbed her eyes.
"You, little one, are going to school!" he said triumphantly.
"Am I?" she asked groggily.
"You are," Lex commanded. "And might I suggest that you hurry."
"After I get my morning coffee," she replied smartly.
"As you wish-" he was cut off by a lovely-in terms of appearance only-young lady standing in the doorway wearing only a silk robe.
"Lex, darling, you promised me breakfast in bed," she purred in a pretentious British accent.
"That I did," he smiled.
"Who's this?" Lisette cocked an eyebrow. Another Luthor trait, Lex noted. She was eerily like him.
"Lisette this is Victoria Hardwick. Now, if you'll excuse me," Lex winked.
"Lex I'm waiting," Victoria pouted.
"Oh stuff it! The poor boy can only walk so fast," Lisette sneered before she slammed the door to her bathroom.
"Beastly child," Victoria griped under her breath.
"Victoria, how about that breakfast?" Lex ushered out into the hallway.
" 'Lex darling!' Gag!" Lisette mumbled to herself as she stepped into the shower. "Mmm." she sighed when the hot stream of water poured over her naked body. She finished quickly, remembering Lex's warning to hurry. Lisette grabbed a towel that lay on the rack and rushed into her room, still having to decide on wardrobe. Hastily she pulled on a simple black skirt with a classy, yet sexy side slit; a v-neck rolled shirt in a color of blue that set off her eyes and black knee high boots. Moments later Lisette strolled into the dining area.
"That was fast," Lex observed.
"Uh-huh," she murmured and grabbed a croissant from the table. "So, where's the wonderful Vicky?"
"Victoria," he corrected. "She's in her room."
"Her room?" Lisette repeated. "She lives here?"
"In a matter of speaking. She's around until I decide that she's not," Lex told her undisturbed.
"Ugh." was her only comment.
"What was that?" Lex questioned.
"That was an 'ugh' in response to telling me that she lives here or even worse your reasoning for the length of time that she is," Lisette said without skipping a beat.
"I have my reasons for keeping her around," he informed her.
"Does she know what those are?" Lisette asked smugly.
"That's my own personal affair Lisette. Whether she has knowledge of anything is irrelevant," Lex smiled wickedly.
"Hmm.I might have touched on something there," Lisette crossed her arms.
"You haven't," he said simply. "Victoria is an old friend."
"Do you invite all your all friends to share your bed?" Lisette didn't actually know if the two were sleeping together, but if they weren't the sky wasn't blue.
"Not all," he answered and it was by the strict tone in his voice that made Lisette decide to change the subject. Lex spread out the Smallville Ledger and scanned it for any interesting articles.
"So what did you and farm boy talk about after I left you alone?"
"What makes you think anything Clark and I discuss is your business?" Lex looked up from his morning paper.
"I never said it was my business. Just wanted to know that's all.thought maybe I could help out with that little favor he needed." Lisette tore off a piece of her croissant and popped it in her mouth.
"And why would you think that?" he sipped his coffee, with a smile on his face.
"Well, I was figuring that it was girl trouble, because that's all you men ever have problems with. Unless the TV isn't working and then that means no sports channel," she paused as Lex laughed, "It's true. Anyway, I'm right aren't I? Girl trouble?"
"I honestly have no clue why I'm telling you this, but yes it is."
"Ooh, and I bet I can guess exactly what problem he has," Lisette said.
"Oh can you?" Lex challenged.
"Yep. I think." she stopped for a few seconds, to gather her thoughts, "that Mr. Clark Kent is head over heels for a beautiful girl. And this girl is A: 'Just a friend', B: Dating somebody else, C: Likes him, but won't tell him or D: All of the above."
"If you expect me to answer that would really defeat the purpose of you guessing, would it not?"
"Well, yeah it would," Lisette grinned. "It's D: All of the above."
"How'd you know?" Lex asked, only slightly curious to how she came to the right answer.
"I just do. The real question is, can I help?"
"And by help you mean meddle in other peoples lives, don't you?"
"Same difference," she shrugged.
"Actually, there might be something you can do. This beautiful girl Clark has his eye on is seeing a guy-"
"I've established that," Lisette interrupted.
"Yes. Anyway," Lex glared, "his name is Whitney-"
"There's a masculine name for ya," she giggled.
"Do you want me to finish or not?"
"Yeah, yeah. Finish," she reached for a pitcher of orange juice and poured herself a glass.
"Clark wants a romantic evening, alone with Lana, and before you even open your mouth, yes that's the girl that he's after." Lisette nodded, taking metal notes. "The problem is, how to get Whitney out of the picture."
"Shouldn't be a problem, charm runs in our family," she laughed. "So I'll distract him, farm boy will have his magical evening with the girl of his dreams and everything comes up roses right?"
"That's the idea."
"Who is this Whitney guy anyhow?" Lisette sipped from her glass.
"He's the high school quarterback, blond.your standard jock," Lex explained.
"Sounds like I get something out of this little deal," she ran her fore finger on the rim of the cup.
"Can you handle it?" he asked with a crooked grin.
"I think so," she downed her juice and stood up from the table. "Well off to my mission, Lt. Luthor," she gave him a mocking salute which he jokingly returned. "Do I have transportation to my destination?"
"Here," Lex reached into his pocket a tossed her a set of keys. "It's out front."
"Thanks." Excited, Lisette ran to see just what her cousin had trusted her to drive. Shockingly, there sat a sleek, black Ferrari. Lex followed her outside, relishing her reaction.
"Like it?" The voice asked from behind her.
"Like it?" She repeated. "That's a 456M GT Scaglietti."
"Yes it is," he confirmed.
"It can go from 0-60 in 3 seconds flat!" Lisette yelled.
"I'm aware of that.and 0-100 in only 6.3 seconds," Lex added. Something he had done many times before.
"You're letting me drive this?"
"Yep. As long as you don't go from 0-100 in 6.3 seconds."
"Ooh, thank you! Thank you!" She threw her arms around him and jumped in the car.
