>>Lois: "The last fortune teller I went to see told me I was destined to fall for a guy who flys a lot and likes to wear tights, so im just waiting for my crossdressing pilot to make his landing."
>>Lois: "When im looking up at you, standing infont of all those people, i'll be thinking one thing."
Clark: "Whats that?"
Lois: "Please, god, don't let him trip."
>>Clark: "You hit him, with your car?"
Lois: "No with my fist."
>>Clark: "Lois your like a pitbull on a pant leg, your not going to give this up."
Lois: "I hate that you know me like that."
>>Clark: "You know some times I think you don't know me at all , and then others I think you know me better than anyone."
>>Clark: "I guess thats why were friends."
Lois: "Oh so were friends now?"
Clark: I wont tell if you don't."
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