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8/3/06 10:37 pm (UTC)
At the airport, they were shown to Lex’s private jet, greeted by Lex’s private pilot.
Clark growled the whole time, as Lex rapidly explained, in perfect Italian, that no, sadly, he was no longer available for mid-flight—umm—digressions, that the enormous young man was Clark, his significant—his only--exclusive—maste—what?


Ahahahaha. I am so happy right now. So, so happy.
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