Progress Update, otherwise entitled: WTF was the muse on this time?

“What’s the competition done now?” Lois asked. Being assistant editors, she and Richard subscribed to every paper printed in the Metropolis area, and several of the major national papers as well. Of course, the Star was used to line Captain Jack’s cage after they’d read it, but at least they always knew what the competition was up to.

Richard reacted oddly to her casual question. He hurriedly closed the newspaper, putting it behind his back. “Nothing important,” he said. “Want some toast?”