Meanwhile, at the Daily Planet offices, Clark Kent was bent over his keyboard, pecking out a story as fast as he could with on

Meanwhile, at the Daily Planet offices, Clark Kent was bent over his keyboard, pecking out a story as fast as he could with only two fingers. Lois Lane swooped down and shoved him aside.

"Uh, Clark? Maybe you'd better let me do the typing."

Clark glanced at what she was briskly writing. "Lois, what are you typing?"

She looked up at him. "Your story, what else?"

He raised his eyebrows at his partner. "Lois, my story's not on Lingerie."

She examined what she written. "Uh… whoops! Maybe I'll go type my story! Bye!" She hurried away, then spotted Jimmy coming towards her and adjusted her course to intercept him. He handed her a paper and a paper cup.

"Lois, here's the story you wanted on yet another unrealistic, too bad to be true crime-lord operating in Metropolis, oh and the cappuccino you asked for."

Lois scrutinized the coffee. "Jimmy! I said light on the Cinnamon! Go take it back and this time you're paying for it! And don't think I didn't see you just standing there waiting for the gourmet meal you prepared for me to get out of the microwave! If I ever see such laziness again, I'll report you to Perry! Now, hurry up! You're not getting paid for standing around all day!"

As Jimmy scampered away, Clark turned to his partner. "Lois, what's you're problem? I mean, you're acting really …weird."

Then Lois turned on him. "You know, I'm beginning to think you're my problem, Clark Kent! All you ever do is complain, complain, complain! And you tell me I'm acting weird?"

"Well, at least don't take whatever it is out on me or Jimmy! All I know is that something's wrong with you, Lois."

"Fine Clark. Be mean. Be selfish. Be an overrated, mudslinging, puppy kicking, butter ballish, ape resembling, primitive acting pig and see if I care because I don't."

"You know, Lois, I've had just about enough of your insane attitude. Goodbye! And you might as well forget about going out tonight!" He turned and stalked off towards the elevator.

"Ya? Wull yer a jerk!" Lois called after him. He stuck his tongue out at her before the doors closed between them.