Chapter Four

Weeks later, Myndi Mayer had worked her magic. She knew Superman often spoke to one of two reporters at the Daily Planet: Lois Lane and Clark Kent. Myndi preferred to arrange the rendezvous with the help of Ms. Lane however the star journalist was unavailable. Not wanting to waste time, Myndi asked to be transferred to Mr. Kent.

"Hello, sweet thing, Mr. Kent!" Myndi cooed into the phone when he answered after the first ring. She called everybody "sweet thing". She didn't really know why; just considered it a weird habit she picked up some time ago.

Unbeknownst to Diana, Myndi was not doing this for purely altruistic reasons. A Superman/Wonder Woman meeting would be a publicity agent's wet dream come true. She could already hear the ka-ching! of millions being made.

"So, what do ya say, darling?" Myndi asked Clark after she had made him some lucrative offers. She lit another cigarette despite there already being one burning on her ashtray.

"Uh…gee…I don't know Ms. Mayer," Clark replied. Myndi pictured the newsman at his desk in Metropolis, probably wiping his brow, pushing up his thick glasses and adjusting his neck tie for the hundredth time today. He's sweet. Myndi thought. Kind of cute too. Nice bod. If he wasn't such an awkward pantywaist of a guy he'd be quite the hunk!

"I'm sure Superman would be more than happy to get together with Wonder Woman again." Clark went on. "But I don't think having a media circus around them would be in good taste."

"Clark, sweetie, you worry too much!" Myndi leaned back in her chair, propped up her pumps on her desk and casually began blowing smoke rings. She wondered how long she would have to butter him up.

"I promise you'll get ten percent! And your newspaper will get all the exclusives…"

"Hey…um…Ms. Mayer?" Clark said, abruptly changing the subject. "He's here. He's ready to talk to Wonder Woman now."

Myndi instantly up righted herself in her chair and stubbed out her cigarette.

"Excellent," She purred. She told her assistant to bring Diana in.

Diana took the phone from Myndi and put the receiver to her ear.

"Hello? This is she," Diana said.

At first, she didn't recognize his voice. Maybe it had been too long since they last spoke. But soon that familiar voice, so friendly and utterly masculine, on the other end of the line made Diana beam from ear to ear. Myndi was still in the office, standing in the corner next to an artificial elephant ear plant, dragging on another cigarette and hanging on to every word of Diana's side of the conservation. Diana wondered what her publicist was thinking about her now. She realized her index finger was fidgeting with the spiral phone cord, twisting it around her finger as she spoke to Superman. It was the kind of thing Vanessa did whenever she talked to her boyfriend over the phone.

Superman told her how much he'd been eager to see her again.

"I've been anxious to see you again, too," Diana replied. "I guess we've both been a little busy."

"Yes, indeed." Superman agreed. "Would you like to meet up with me sometime? Maybe this weekend?"

"This weekend?" Diana repeated. She gave it a thought and then laughed at herself. Like she was going to turn down a date with Superman!

"That would be nice," She answered. "Where?"

"Well…um…" Superman hesitated and then quickly said: "Hey, I know this may seem kind of weird, but do you know of a place called Smallville? It's a small town in Kansas."

"No, but I think I could find it," Diana told him.

"It's not as exciting as Boston or Metropolis but at least we'll have some privacy."

"That sounds nice. I'll look forward to it."

"Great! Me as well, Wonder Woman. I'll see you soon. Take care."

"Same to you. Good-bye, Superman," and with that Diana handed the receiver back to Myndi. Diana was so excited she forgot to thank Myndi for contacting Superman.

She ran out of the office building before she could hear Myndi resuming her conversation with Clark Kent of the Daily Planet:

"Mr. Kent, sweet thing?! Great job getting Superman on the phone! Honestly, I don't know how it's always so easy for you and Ms. Lane to get a hold of him….so where are the lovebirds meeting at? What do you mean you don't know?! You mean he didn't tell you?! Well, go ask him! He flew away already?! I just don't believe you sometimes, Kent...No, I can't ask Wonder Woman; she's already gone! I thought we had a deal, Kent. You gotta go?! Don't you dare hang up on me! Mr. Kent?! Clark?! Clark! KENT!"