"I'm terrible?" Lois grinned, settling back in her chair. She propped her feet up on the edge of the trash can, forgetting about her shoes. She didn't really need them right now, anyway. "You don't see me trying to poach her... well, she doesn't actually have anything worth poaching, but that's no excuse for her trying to steal mine."
Grinning at the expression on his face, Lois softened a little, loving the ways his eyes focused only on her as if she were the only person in the world. Lois's world often moved too fast, but when Clark looked at her like that, it was as though nothing else mattered. Everything wound to a stop and she was content to just sit with him, watching the minute changes in his expression as he examined her and wondering, without asking a single question, what he was thinking. As curious as she was, she didn't need to know - with Clark, it was enough to know know that he loved and wanted her. Her. For once, she was enough.
"Uh...," Blinking, she turned on her computer and let the screen light up so she could see what she was working on, her mind having gone completely blank in the last ten seconds. "Oh - Luthor hired a bunch of homeless people to be walking 4G hot spots for the LexCorp Conference Center. Supposedly, he's paying them twenty bucks a day and whatever they make in donations, but I think there's more to it than that." Lois frowned at her screen, typing a few notes with a minimum of fingers.
"Put aside the tastelessness of the act itself, I'm curious about the actual service he's offering. And I'm wondering about the employment terms the homeless 'volunteers'," she air-quoted with one hand, "Are getting, too. I've called the shelter these guys were recruited out of and made arrangements to talk to them, but I don't know that they'll give me much if they think Luthor's gonna pay up. I may have to head over to the Conference Center myself and see what's what."