[Siren's Pull] IC Contact

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Hi, you've reached Lois Lane. Leave a message and I'll get back to you.

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[He is just waking everyone up this morning, seriously.]

Hey. Sorry, I thought I heard you--

[Clark, listening to people's heartbeats when they're sleeping is rude. Not that he can really help it in Lois' case, it's sort of like a security blanket.]

Um. Postman woke me up just after eight, and half of the delivery was for you.

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'sfine. Was up.

[Just sometimes it takes a second cup of coffee to wake her up.]

Huh? I just got here. How'd I get mail at your place? [Confused Lois is confused.

Also, she'll go into the question of 'you heard whatnow?' later. When she's awake enough.]

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Well Bruce--Nevermind. He seems to have no compunction about raining gifts down on people, and apparently this is something he's done before, so.

[So maybe he's babbling a little.]

Short of it is, meet me on the corner of North and East in Sector 4, at about eleven?

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...Bruce? Bruce, as in Bruce Wayne, billionaire from Gotham who by the way knows about you and Oliver, in case you hadn't noticed that?

What do you mean, this is something he's done before?

[Lois can tell he's babbling, and rolls her eyes lovingly. Her crazy alien boyfriend. Something's bothering him. She'll ask him when they meet up.]

North and East, Sector 4, eleven. I'll be there.

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Bruce Wayne, playboy billionaire from Gotham who knows about Oliver and I and has a serious thing for Superman. He's a harmless fanboy, that's all.

[Oh half truths, how he missed you.]

I'll see you then.

[Click.]

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[Lois stares at her phone for a minute, and then sighs in exasperation. God, Clark is so... oblivious sometimes. So before she leaves, she leaves a hurried message.]