Lex was standing in his office in front of the glass walls that overlooked Metropolis at the beautiful sunset. The only sound in the office was folding paper. Lex's eyes were focused on the city skyline, and his fingers worked professionally on the origami he was making in the form of his archenemy, "Superman!" The Origami was at least perfect, and Lex's fingers were professional, folding every fold and edge until Superman formed on the blue paper.Nothing but the quietness and the sound of folded paper.

"hmm.. Hmm"

He was hum silently in a random melody when he finished forming the orghami he finally looked at the organi and examined him clearly satisfied with the work