Luthor Log 001 - Ricardo Street 506

 [Luthor's eyes slowly open to a sight most unfamiliar. He's currently lying down on an old green sofa in a robe and pink bunny slippers quite beneath him. In front of him a wooden framed television playing a black and white western TV program. Lex raises himself up, rubbing his head. What two bit crook, super villain, or interdimensional being decided to kidnap me this week? Lex examined his surroundings. Everything in the living room was astoundingly antiquated. It was bringing back memories of Smallville that he preferred not to remember. Truly whoever had him now had a sick sense of humor. Lex picks up the nearest piece of technology he can find; a telephone. He dials his personal line, capable of being phoned within the solar system.]

This is Lex Luthor.