You begin today, a Monday, by going to the office. (duh)
"Hey, Kent! Perry's got a job for us. Nope, no time for rest. You
rookies need to get with things," Lois Lane greets you in her own
odd way. She still calls you a rookie when you've been partners for
nearly a year.
She grabs your arm and drags you back out of the office, even though
you just stepped in. You haven't even had time to check the e-mail on
your computer.
You are Clark Kent, of the Daily Planet.