Perry took his time reading. He didn't take his eyes off the paper. It was a good read, no doubt. As always, the time had to be taken for having to correct all those spelling errors that Lois never bothered fixing to begin with. On the other hand, this was one for the books.

Lois had her head back, legs crossed, and arms folded, deeply prideful of her handiwork. She had a vast smile on her face. She had been wearing that smile for almost five straight minutes.

The article titled, "The Superman" had countless paragraphs about where Kal-El came from, why he's here and what he wants out of humanity. It was impressive already that Lois Lane, of all people, was able to get an interview that was so personal and so articulate out of someone like him. From what he was informed, the alien just called her and gave her permission to be interviewed. No one like that would like to be questioned about anything. Then again, it's a man from another world. Anything can happen.

"'Superman', huh?" Perry asked. The name sounded blunt, but it did make sense, considering the 'S' emblem, which meant . . . "L"?

Lois could tell that he didn't really care about the name as much as that someone in his office actually got the story that he had been unknowingly searching for since he could actually remember. She only answered with a shrug that indicated what he thought about the whole thing.

"Not bad," he said smiling.

Lois couldn't help but flash a grin. It did feel great to be complimented on something aside from being lectured about not doing what she usually did best.

"So, he said his planet—or their planet is gone?" Perry asked.

"So, he says," Lois replied.

Perry grunted in understanding. Whatever the hell this guy's backstory was, the only thing that mattered was his actions. "Well, I think the word 'Superman' will be a nice little comfort after everything. The fact that he said that he was the same guy who saved the Constitution and aircraft the other day should make people feel better."

"Or better yet," Lois said in her usual voice, though struggling to contain her delight, "they'll be reading that it came from us."

Perry couldn't keep the mutual emotion reach him. "Yeah, yeah, you did good. Keep it up."

"Will do," she said in feigned sweetness.

"And I agree," Perry continued, dropping the excitement for a more professional tone. "This is definitely a front-pager. We're the luckiest sons of bitches in the world that a story like this came from us."

Lois let out a chuckle. "See, Perry? Face it, you need me."

Perry let out a glare. He could've just fired her like all those other times he should have. But he knew that she was right. Like always. "Watch it," he said.

Lois returned a gesture that indicated that she knew to stand down and obliged.

Perry cleared his throat. "Speaking of which, I heard you were heading to Gotham on your 'time off'."

Lois made a face. So much for vacation time. Not that it was necessarily meant to be a vacation. Though, time away from Metropolis no matter the exact circumstances were considered a vacation by anyone who worked at the Daily Planet. "Alright, you caught me."

"Still chasing that urban legend?"

"I think it's more than a legend," she said. "Eight sightings in only a month. That's something. I already got you the—what'd you call it—the story of the century. So, why not give that a rest while I do a little snooping around before the Gotham Gazette gets their hands on it."

Perry released a small breath. "You know, every time you do this and go around behind my back, you deliver the best results in the stupidest way possible."

Lois' answer was an overconfident smirk. The face of the woman that doesn't know when to quit.

"Fine," Perry conceded. "Just don't get mugged."

Lois removed herself from her seat and headed out the door and back to the main floor. "I'll let you know when I find out more about this vigilante."

COMING SOON . . .

Batman: The First Night