His Little Sister Aquaman Love Story

Talk With Mom and Lois

"I found a little place. By the diner. Suits me just fine." "I wish you'd said something." "Oh, no. I got behind in the payments. And you know the banks. Jump like a cougar if you miss by a dime. The place was too big for me anyway. Shuffling around like an old ghost." "Well, I might have been able to, talk to someone, or-" "You had enough to deal with. Don't need to add mother-in-law to the list. - Not that I was ever..." Martha says as she, Lois, and Valery sit at the table in the Planet. "-Hey, Lane. Who is your source? The activist in that University. Look, it's my source. I got tapped for the kidnapping story. There were all those student protests. Anyway. I'm thinking it's political, so, who's your guy?" One of Lois's coworkers, Garrett, pops his head in the room, asking. "Well let's see if she'll take your call." "So, it's a she," Garrett says, before leaving. "It's not a she. [Looks at Martha] I'm-I'm not ready yet. I'm perfectly happy, doing fluff pieces about kitten grooming. For a while, it was hard coming back here at all." Lois frowns. "Well, I can hardly read the news anyway. So much bitterness. 'Course, I think it's all because he's gone. But I suppose a mother does. But it's not like there's any less that needs reporting. And Clark promised me, you were gonna bring home another Pulitzer." "Oh, did he? -" "Oh, yes. He did. He said you were the thirstiest young woman he'd ever met." Lois gives her a look. "Hungriest," Martha corrects. The three women chuckle. "He said you could smell a story. Further away than he could hear." Martha says, Valery rubs her mother's arm, comfortingly. "Well stories, made sense. It was more than just a puzzle. It was about the truth. It was about seeing the engine of the world, while it still ran." Lois said.