Well, he definitely wins points for most creative first impression. Lois hefts the basket of potatoes she's carrying and tries not to stare as she slips into the kitchen. Just focus on setting the basket down and leave. That's all she has to do. It's easy. Unfortunately, Lois is a naturally curious person. It's not her fault that her curiosity lends itself to intense levels of nosiness, just like she's sure it's not his fault that he's shirtless and...wait. Is he crying? Whatever he's made must have one hell of a kick.

Her eyes look to the counter next, taking in the sight of the food he's prepared. "Try bread, if there is any. Or milk. I heard they help."

She's still holding her basket of potatoes, and hurries to set them on one of the counters so she can take one out. "These are supposed to too. Here," she says as she tosses the root vegetable over to him, casually smiling like this is completely normal. "See if it helps."