After some time, Lois said “Darling, I have to confess something.

Years ago, I had an affair with Superman.

It was only one night, but I’ve regretted it ever since.

I hope you can forgive me.”

“You don’t need to worry about that because,” Clark said as he took off his glasses, “I am Superman!

Even if you didn’t know it was me, in my eyes you were always faithful.”

“Oh thank God!” said Lois. “ I can’t tell you what a weight that is off my chest.”

“Glad we cleared that up,” said Clark. “So I guess this means you were Batman too.”

Lois stared at Clark, her eyes wide with shock and a hint of amusement. “Wait, what? Batman too? Clark, are you telling me—”

Clark held up his hands defensively, chuckling. “No, no! That was a joke. I promise I’m only Superman. I don’t have a secret Batcave, I swear.”

Lois raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms. “Good, because if you were moonlighting as the Dark Knight, we’d need a serious discussion about honesty in this marriage. One secret identity is enough.”

Clark smiled, relieved to see her sense of humor emerging. “I think one superhero persona is more than enough to juggle, don’t you think?”