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lois lane (cantspell) wrote in silverage,

Lois nodded, her lips pursed in a thin line. “Maybe,” she agreed. Privately she hoped that wasn't the case. Currently the only friends Lois wanted here involved those that might have information she could use in either getting her job back or getting her home. And even that goal resembled something far too similar to building a life for her tastes.

Some of the terms she used caused Lois to frown. She could only assume that they were some sort of futuristic slang that people used in England. “Flying brooms,” she repeated, testing the phrase. Lois smiled briefly. She could only just imagine the possibility of it. “Must be fun. Do you use motors?” Even that barely made sense to her, but it was the only logical conclusion that she could draw that didn't sound completely out there.