The jail was tinier than tiny. It only had one cell. Clark saw Lois sitting on the bed. Her arms were folded and she looked ready to kill somebody. He smiled at her and he heard her growl. The sheriff was sitting at the desk. He was a middle aged man, who looked very stubborn and set in his ways. He seemed a little disappointed to see Clark there. He must not get very many prisoners or excitement. The town was smaller than Smallville.
"Sheriff, sir, I've got the money to bail her out."
"I suppose I'll have to let her out then, but before I do, listen to me, young people. I better not catch you two going one tenth of a mile over the speed limit. Driving is a mighty dangerous business."
"Yes, sir," Clark replied.
The sheriff stood up and then grinned as he looked outside the window.
"What do you see?" asked Clark, not liking the look of that grin.
"I see you backed into your space."
"Since when did it matter whether you parked forwards or backwards into a space?"
"Since you came into Troutsville city limits and had to uphold its laws. I'm afraid I'll have to keep you in here with the young woman until Wednesday, ya'll's trial day. The judge is on vacation."
"This is crazy. You're locking us up for driving violations? That's rather harsh."
"You and your dirty-mouthed girlfriend-"
"She's not my girlfriend!" said Clark at the same time as Lois said, "My language isn't that dirty!" and then she added, "unless somebody makes me angry."
"Tempers, tempers," said the sheriff. "Maybe some time in the slammer will cool the both of you off."
He took Clark and led him to the cell.
"You can't put him in here with me!" Lois said. "You haven't even read him his rights."
"Thank you for reminding me, Miss Lane, or this arrest might not've been legal," the sheriff said. "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to speak to an attorney, and to have an attorney present during any questioning. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you at government expense."
He put Clark in the cell.
Lois stood up and said, "What about his phone call? He gets to make a call!"
"And he will make one just as soon as I get back from Pearl's Restaurant. It's right across the street, so don't try any monkey business. Escaping will only make your charges worse."
"Please, can't you take him with you? I'm sure Clark's hungry."
"If you two behave yourselves, I might bring you back a roll."
"Why don't you just give me the chair?" Lois asked, sarcastically.
"Don't be ridiculous," the sheriff said, "Kansas hasn't executed anybody in a long time and if we did, we would use injections. Unfortunately, your crimes aren't serious enough for that."
"I was just joking," Lois said in disbelief.
The sheriff left.
"See what you've gotten us into, Smallville?"
"Me?"