Daily Planet. Lois walks into the office to find a single red rose waiting on her desk. The accompanying note reads, "Thank you. Meet me on the roof." Lois takes a deep breath and gets stars in her eyes. Soaring, romantic music plays as she walks through the rooftop door, but the man waiting for her is Ray Sacks. She drops her rose. (She's wearing awesome fuchsia pumps that I covet, by the way.) The music darkens. Sacks tells her he had no idea how close a relationship she had with the Blur until the press conference. "Now, tell me the true identity of the Blur and I'll overlook your annoying antics." Lois, instead of backing into the stairwell from which she just exited, starts walking toward Sacks -- and the ledge -- and accuses him of shady dealings with organized crime. "I've picked out a nice little font for my exposé," she tells him. Isn't that sort of thing set by the newspaper and not the journalist? Her idea of a headline is "Shady Sacks Sucks the City Dry," and he counters with his own: "The Blur Murders Lois Lane." He shows her the giant white S-shield that's painted on the roof underneath their feet. Lois, nervous, thinks no one would believe it, but Sacks reminds her that she just announced to the world that she's the only one who knows who he is. I'd buy that as a logical reason to off someone, but he wouldn't admit to it by putting his brand on the roof. Shoddy, Sacks, very shoddy. At this point, Lois finally bolts back to the door, but two goons are waiting for her. They grab her and pitch her off the roof. Sacks and his goons, satisfied with a job well done, leave the roof. Too bad they didn't take half a second to glance over the ledge, because they would have seen Lois hanging on to a conveniently placed flagpole.