Re: [Lana and Bart; after Alyssa leaves]
Lois walked through the door a little before 8, a vision in pink, and updated Cinderella, of sorts. She was wearing a blonde wig, one that strikingly seemed to suit her. She knew others would look at her, and possibly mistake her for the blonde best friend of the younger Clark Kent, but it didn't matter to her. She was doing what she wanted for the night, trying to enjoy herself for the first time in days, probably weeks.
She'd brought a little something for a donation. It wasn't clothes, as she hadn't had a chance to go shopping, even for herself. It was money, a pretty hefty amount, enough to furnish clothes for at least two people. Perhaps Lois was overcompensating a bit, but perhaps she wasn't. She was just trying to help.
She found herself strolling over to Lana, who was already flanked at the side by her ultra-protective boyfriend, the young man Lois still referred to as "the kid".
"Hi, Lana." she said, and then turned to the young man who was now her age and strikingly handsome. She managed a small, but pained, smile. "Hello, Bart."