Buildings that once towered over them began to shrink in size, growing smaller and smaller as they departed from the world below. With the wind in his hair and Lois in his arms, Clark couldn't fight the small smile that had found it's way across his lips. This was his element. Up here, with the sky stretched all around him, Clark never felt more free. The world was open to him. There was no country he couldn't visit, nor was there any sight in the world that he couldn't see. Clark was one of the few people here that he knew that could travel this way. He was grateful that he could. Even back when he had retaliated against the alien side of himself, Clark had always found peace in being able to take off into the sky to get away from the problems that were screaming at him from the ground. Which was kind of what he was doing now. With the war quietly bubbling along, leaving everyone restless and irritable, Clark was finally starting to accept that maybe he needed to get away for a little while. He needed to breathe. And who better to do it with than a Lois Lane who had accepted him for who and what he was?
"All of your flights are free because I like you," Clark informed her with a laugh. Well, that and her habit of getting herself into trouble practically gave her an infinite amount of free flights for the future, but he wasn't going to bring that up right now. The last thing he wanted to do was set Lois off on a tangent about how trouble just magically found her or that a reporter had to do what a reporter had to do.
When they were clear of Lawrence and far enough out into the sky that no one who happened to be looking up would notice either of them, Clark peered at Lois curiously. She seemed to be enjoying the flight. Not everyone did (Superman or not, not every person was comfortable being carried up thousands of feet into the air with nothing between them and hitting the ground but an alien from another planet), so Clark was glad that Lois was one of the few who seemed to appreciate the thrill of it all.
"Twenty questions. Now there's a game I haven't played in a while." It wasn't a bad choice. They might have been Lois and Clark, but they were still alternate versions who were still caught up in the process of getting to know one another. What better way to improve on that than through a round of a game that was practically an interrogation? "Okay, uh..." First question. Clark furrowed his brow thoughtfully, then shook his head in amusement. All right. So much for keeping Lois from going off into a rant. Either way, the question would be worth the response he got in return. "I was browsing the boards the other day and noticed that someone had linked a video of you. A video where you were, ah, you know. Pole dancing." He cleared his throat and looked away. Awkward question, yes, but it was still amusing enough to warrant him trying to contain his amusement at how much Lois was going to regret giving him the opportunity to ask it. "What was that about?"