Maybe Miko should have been reluctant to attend a major press conference so soon after being freed from that weird, drippy prison, but she knew that this was a huge chance - normally, she was assured, an intern wouldn't even be getting this opportunity, especially not one as new as her.

But apparently she had displayed 'journalistic integrity under duress' by actually doing her best to monitor her surroundings and take notes rather than just having a mental breakdown, and besides, recent events involving cyborgs and towers and a number of other things had most of the reporters occupied.

So here she is, with a notebook (an actual one, for notes, not a sketchpad this time), marginally more professional-looking clothes than usual, and a front row seat to a press conference run by Lex Luthor, because no way is she going to pass this up, recent enormous stress or not. The fact that nobody else is there strikes her as a little odd, but at least she has a better view this way.

When the famed CEO enters the room, she perks up, readying her pen. Then her alert expression moves toward one of confusion when he mentions press packets.

She raises her hand, clearing her throat. "Um, excuse me, Mr. Luthor? Actually I'm afraid I have... no idea what packets you're referring to."