Museum of Justice. Carter puts away his Hawkman gear. He says to Clark, "You're not like the others, are you?" The others are kids looking for thrills, or they have a chip on their shoulder. He says Clark doesn't do this for glory or vengeance. Eh. Carter grudgingly admits Clark's team is pretty good. They trade smiles. Then Clark "Debbie Downer" Kent mopes, "We're not a team, not like yours." "Why, because of you?" Carter asks. Clark looks sad. He says they're his best friends but he doesn't think they can be what the JSA was. Carter claps him on the shoulder and tells him to trust his friends. He gives Clark a pep talk (gruffly) about being human and making mistakes, but always trying. Carter reminisces about his kingdom being attacked and taken from him. "It was only then that I realized it wasn't the throne that was important; it was my people." He stops a moment to look at his wife's mask in the display case. Then he tells Clark, "You will soar higher than any one of us." Once Clark gets his head out of his butt, anyway. I'm paraphrasing a bit. Carter gives Clark a smile. Clark wonders if Carter will give up the wings now. No, he'll teach the coming generation of heroes. Clark looks proud. Courtney joins the discussion and asks what Clark calls his team. He thinks about it for a moment and then: "A work in progress."
Watchtower. Chloe's picking up the debris left over from the fight. There's a whooshing sound behind her. She starts to reflexively greet Clark, but turns and realizes it's John Jones. She chuckles. "If it isn't my favorite Martian." Chloe remarks that he seems to be enjoying the return of his powers. John says with sadness that they come at a cost, because Fate used his abilities to restore them instead of saving his own life. Chloe gets thoughtful. "What happens to the helmet now?" Someone worthy will be drawn to it, John says. Oy, it better not be Chloe; surely she already learned from the Brainiac episode that overwhelming your brain with information is bad. As for John, he plans to keep serving Metropolis as a detective. "Using every tool I've got," he adds, showing off his two-gun holster. "Me, too," Chloe says. To prove it, she goes to one of the surviving computers and taps away. John gently compares what she's doing to what happened with Dr. Fate. "There is a limit to the knowledge one can have," he says. "It drove him to the edge of sanity and he fell off." John says Chloe runs the same risk. Chloe scoffs, saying Watchtower and the helmet are two different things. John sweetly lays his hand on top of Chloe's. "I only say because I care." Chloe, Clark and Oliver are his only family now. Chloe looks near tears. Just then, Oliver breaks up the sadness fest by waltzing into the room, all smiles and casual clothes. "What's up?" Chloe asks. "Nothing, actually," Oliver responds, as if surprised to hear himself say it. He just wanted to invite everyone to dinner. John jumps on the dinner train right away, but Chloe's momentarily so confused she can't answer. What is this... din... ner... you speak of? Eventually, she joins them, sassing at Oliver: "Fine, but you're buying, Mr. Queen." Oliver volunteers John to buy dessert. "On Mars, we never had dessert," he says as they head out. "But I have grown especially fond of cookies..." Oreo, you missed a marketing tie-in opportunity!