The car drove through Metropolis and Lois noticed if anything, the LexCorp logos seemed more prominent than before. But they looked a little different.
"Clarabelle, why does it say 'LuthorCorp' instead of 'LexCorp'?"
"Bless yo' heart, Missus. Dat 'cause yo' run da big ol' company along with Mistah Luthah. Sure 'nuff, he th' one in charge, but you do lots too."
"I do?"
"Well, now that I's a big ol' black mammy an' Mr. Olsen is a big ol' black gardener an' Mr. White is a big ol' black butler --" Clarabelle stopped. All that talk about Mr. Olsen and Mr. White got her thinking about how big
and black their cocks were "-- someone need tah run de big ol' newspaper."
"I run the Daily Planet now?"
"An' de whole LuthorCommunications, Missus."
Lois licked her lips. That sounded... nice.
Then she shook her head.
"I gotta call someone," she said and started to dial her phone.
And the phone in Justice League HQ started to ring.