Lana says that's high praise from the woman in charge of the Luthor legacy. "He must have had a lot of faith in you," Lana tells her. Tess says it wasn't easy to earn. Lana steps forward and loses her friendly demeanor. She wonders how much faith Lex would have in Tess if he knew she was funneling company money into a project called "Prometheus." Tess flinches. Lana, still smiling, says that's true unless someone higher than Tess is calling the shots. Tess says nothing. "Lex is alive," Lana adds. She thinks Tess knows where he is. Tess scoffs and shakes her head a bit. She walks behind the desk and tries to play it cool, suggesting that Lana might be interested in a fiction section The Planet prints on Sundays. Yet another reason why the paper is failing. Lana says she used to be like Tess, protecting Lex and saying anything to defend him. "He has a way of turning that kind of devotion against you," Lana says. Tess goes to cliché-ville: "You don't know Lex like I do!" He likes tapioca and Bazooka Joe gum! But not at the same time. You wouldn't understand! Lana hopes she's right. She walks out of the room. As she rounds the corner, she opens her bag. There's a clunky device in there with a bright green light flashing, presumably recording major Luthor secrets electronically. Did Lana forget there are surveillance cameras all over the place in this castle? Lana keeps walking.