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Marilyn Monroe and Milton Berle in a publicity photo to promote a Stop Arthritis benefit, 1955.

Looks like him though.

she sighs a little bit.

isn't he like...psychotic?

"What." major oop.

leaning in to take a proper look at the ring, tilting her head to the side. "huh."

"I was, yes. Things changed, we remained friends however."

"I'm new to the area, moved here the other week. I just wanted to get my life together before I let myself known to this side of the world." Her head tilts to the side, she sticks her hand out for a handshake. "Lois Lane, pleasure to meet you."

She reaches, takes the card and looks at it briefly and then slides it into her pocket. Lois nods again, this would definitely help. "thank you for the kind offer, I might just take you up on that."

"here and there. I'm trying to pivot my focus a little now, focusing on a lot of the superhero issues this side of country." She notices, though it's endearing of course.

"Vanishings, deaths. That kind of thing, haven't dug too deep into it yet." Lois shrugs, though knowing her it probably wouldn't take her long. "I'd need to establish connections, meet with people. That kind of thing."

"Claims are claims, can't say if they are true or not without digging. I'm sure you know that more than most." Lois looks at her, really looks at her. She's a good judge of character but even to her something rings an alarm bell in the back of her mind. "you can, hm?"

She once again nods, smiles and pulls out her phone. Her eyes flick from the screen to the woman "Could I have your personal phone number?"

She smiles in return, taking it and tapping it. She sends a quick little message. 'hi!' "annnnd now you have my number."

"sure, that sounds nice." Lois says with a hum, obviously she knows this is just PR.

she jumps a little at the clapping then takes what she needs in terms of information and snacking. Lois then politely declines a drink. "lead the way, I guess."

She was sure that she'd already read this from somewhere, she couldn't place where in her head though. Lois stayed silent, following and nodding when appropriate.