backdated to this morning
--- Lana ---
[Even with a large tray full of waffles and orange juice and fresh strawberries and whipped cream and all those goodies balanced perfectly on his arm, Clark is a bit nervous. After all, these things seldom go perfectly... or at least they never feel like they will.
And she might just not answer.
He purses his lips for a moment, and then knocks, putting on a smile.
Good morning sunshine, and all.]