Clark lifted his head from the menu when he heard someone speak. She was standing beside the table, glancing down at him from where she stood. Specifically staring at him and calling him the wrong name. "Oh, actually it's-" He tried to get a word in to correct her but the girl just kept going and he took that time to curiously look her over. She looked like she could be related to Lois. He knew Lois's features well. She slid in across from him describing how it was her favourite coffee shop and finally she mentioned her sister. He couldn't help but smile at the mention of Lois. "You must be Lucy." Clark said, "Um, sure. Okay, but don't you want to see your sister?"
"Guess you glanced at her file right?" Somehow Lucy was DOUBTFUL talks of a little sister casually came up in conversation, especially when Lois was always aiming towards her story like a cannonball. "- not that I blame you. Gotham is a hell hole and you should be cautious of your partner. Though she's more of your mentor I guess?" After all, Lois was always the headliner. He agreed much to her relief, but he also inquired which-- typical of a reporter honestly. "I come in here before class every day. It's convenient, not super cheap but nowhere is, but I like it. I like being Lucy." Her voice hushed. "Not 'Lois Lane's sister'. My request really translates to 'don't make me get a new coffee place'." Was she being dramatic, maybe a little. Had she seen the cause and effect more then once in the past? Yep.



















