"I'm still White House press liason, Smallville. You can be my legs." Lois winks at Diana before stretching. The tension's gone and now, suddenly, she's dead tired. "I'm just going to sit here until you two decide about my future. Good? Good."
Her feet get tucked up under her, and she leans against the high back of the chair.
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Date: 2006-03-30 10:11 am (UTC)Her feet get tucked up under her, and she leans against the high back of the chair.