Lois headed straight for the counter when she arrived; no matter what, first order of business was making sure there was not too much blood in her caffeine stream. If asked, clearly the extra pastries she also picked up were for a hungry teenage boy. Obviously.

(Though if he didn't want any she was confident they'd disappear somehow.)

Once she had her order, however, it was time to scan the crowd for Tim. It was slightly more difficult than she might have liked, given that she'd never actually met Tim without a mask on--

But Lois Lane was hardly about to let a little thing like a mask stop her from finding the person behind that superhero. She never did, and certainly wasn't about to start now. Besides, how hard could it be to find a black-haired teenager?