Lois' eyes shifted to the side at the sound of someone clearing their throat. When she saw Clark, Lois smiled and shrugged her shoulders. Her attention went back to the stove and she poked at the sandwich with the spatula, "Not really. It's hard trying to get comfortable by myself in a new place, in a bed that I don't know." She missed her bed and her apartment. It wasn't that the bed wasn't comfortable, but it didn't get know all of her curves.
"Are you hungry?" She figured that maybe he had smelled the sandwich cooking and had followed his nose.
She set the spatula down to the side of the stove for a moment and then she turned to face Clark completely. "What about you?" Lois inquired, her eyebrows arching, "Couldn't sleep either?"