Eighteenth shot at a hot date // Locked to Lois Lane // And backdated a tad

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[Roy would be pretty visible, halfway to the back at that table for two, even if he hadn't just stood up when Lois walked in. He's made a command decision to just roll with the surreality for the night, which is why he's giving in to the mischievous impulse to act like a gentleman - or at least act like Ollie - and pull out her chair.]

Evening. Find the place okay?

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shall we steer back to the left side of the page? |3

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[A bit of silence. Finishing up the grub.]

Tell me more about yourself? Anything I should know, maybe, about semi-current events back on the homeland.