[Lois has her doubts herself, but since he fit in there the first time, she's ninety percent certain that he can fit in there again now that he's actually awake and paying attention.]

You're the one who gave up a perfectly good bed because you couldn't let the doctors run a few stupid tests.

[the annoyance in her voice is clear as she makes her way over to the passengers side, deciding to adjust the seat before he even attempts to get in the car.]

Besides, the drive back to my apartment isn't that far.

[she sits in the seat, fumbles for the handle under it, and then pushes it alllllllllll the way back.]

You can suck it up.