[As confidently as he'd like to believe this is a date-date and not just a friends-date, the doubt lingers in him, too, though he tends to err on the positive side of things. Lois would have brushed him off if it wasn't, right? Lois would have been too obvious. She would have teased him.
He's combed his hair, put on freshly pressed trousers and a collared shirt. Casual but formal, or you'd call it. Business casual, he supposes, but obviously not intended for business.
[Oh, please don't let him have heard her monologuing, is all she can think at first. Deep breath now.
She pulls open the door, and is relieved that her own attire seems to have matched his on the casual-formal scale. Her hands smooth down the front of her pencil skirt, as she takes a moment to size him up, not quite as subtly as she was angling for.]
Right on time. Ten points for punctuality. Wasn't sure that was your strong suit.
[An expression which gets mirrored on her lips as well.] Not doing too bad yourself, Smallville. Glad to see all this time here dressing yourself hasn't ended too disastrously for you.
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He's combed his hair, put on freshly pressed trousers and a collared shirt. Casual but formal, or you'd call it. Business casual, he supposes, but obviously not intended for business.
Whatever's not flannel.
Knock knock, Miss Lane.]
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She pulls open the door, and is relieved that her own attire seems to have matched his on the casual-formal scale. Her hands smooth down the front of her pencil skirt, as she takes a moment to size him up, not quite as subtly as she was angling for.]
Right on time. Ten points for punctuality. Wasn't sure that was your strong suit.
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[An expression which gets mirrored on her lips as well.] Not doing too bad yourself, Smallville. Glad to see all this time here dressing yourself hasn't ended too disastrously for you.
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