Lois tells Clark she needs him to take over some of her work. She's had two quarts of java, she says (wow.) and still isn't firing on all eight cylinders. She used to have four cylinders, but she had them surgically enhanced. She says she didn't get any sleep the night before because Jimmy moved into their apartment to save wedding money and he snores like a freight train. Three people in that small apartment; that seems pretty cramped. Lois's voice takes up a whole room by itself. Lois says she's jealous of Clark and his big, empty farmhouse. She pines for all those empty rooms. Clark is wistful and says it is awfully quiet. He doesn't offer to let her move in. Lois scoffs, annoyed by the non-offer. She says Clark is as predictable as mullets at NASCAR. Lois interprets Clark's reaction as the "Missing Lana Blues." It's also the "Neglect Your Dog Polka." Lois walks toward us carrying a coffee cup, her tightly shirted boobs bouncing to and fro, ready to poke someone's eye out. Glad I'm not watching in HD. Lois goes on the attack. She tells Clark that Lana is gone for good (eh, not really) and that he needs to get back in the saddle. She calls him "Buckaroo." Lois says he needs to go outside his wheelhouse. In all earnestness, Clark says, "I didn't know I had a wheelhouse." It's pretty cute. Lois describes Clark's type as "Pretty, friendly, damsel-in-distressy." She throws some more metaphors into the figurative fire, suggesting Clark try more of the 31 flavors. Less sweet vanilla, more wild cherry. Thank you, Professor Baskin. Clark begs her to get back to the topic of work. Lois hands Clark a file. She says a baby-faced broker died of "Ticker trouble." Clark asks how a healthy 25-year-old dies of a heart attack. It happens all the time in sports. Why not on the stressful stock market? Lois says she doesn't have time to hand-hold (thanks!) but that the guy's adrenaline and endorphin levels were sky-high. Lois asks if Clark knows what endorphins are. She says they're hormones that are released when the body performs a certain activity. Farmwork? Recapping? No, wait, what's the opposite of endorphins? My body is releasing those right now. "Like when you play a sport," Clark guesses. Lois says it also happens with an activity that two people share. She puts a straw on the left side of her mouth and bites on it as she sways from side to side. Lois. What the fuck? "Repetitive motion. Builds to a climax," she says. Repetitive, builds to a climax... a season of Smallville? Lois gives Clark a stupid smile. Clark thanks her. He's a bit annoyed. He goes back to checking out the report. It says the victim was fully clothed. Lois must have missed that. Clark reads that the hormone levels were higher than a human body could produce. Lois grabs the report roughly. This scene had repetitive motion, but it did not build to a climax. And it wasn't much in the wild cherry department, for that matter.
Episode Report CardOmar G: D+ | 40464 USERS: C+
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