"Still not handing it over to the first guy who asks," Lois replies, pointedly. "And I'm not chucking this ring at an alien. And Clark has got EXPLAINING to do; what does a dorky farmboy have this for? No offense. I swear, every time that guy––"

Don't mind her, she's rambling. She cuts off when Kon smirks, though, and she rises up on her toes to try and see above and around the crowd, one hand on Kon's shoulder so she can stay up and not tip over.

"I don't see him. You guys and your height, ugh."

It's just easier to yell. "SMALLVILLE?"