Chloe is at her locker. A hand lands on her shoulder. She says she's not interested in an apology. Chloe turns, and it's actually the curly-haired dork with the mean streak -- the guy we just saw in the children's hospital. Chloe's happy to see the guy. They hug. In his warbly voice, Artist Boy thanks Chloe for sending a bunch of emails that got him through a tough time. That and the voodoo dolls. Chloe says that lots of people must have stayed in touch. Nope. She asks when he's going to start drawing his comic strip again. Everybody's waiting for the further adventures of the "Flaming Crow's Feet," she says. Oh, man. I don't even know where to begin with this one. Al Gough? If you really want to deny the homoeroticism on the show, stop giving me such tempting fodder, man! Gary Tru-d'oh! looks down at his hand sadly, and says that his drawing tool is shot. Chloe's smile fades. She says she's sorry. He says it's fine, and that he's in the process of reevaluating his life. You know -- who to kill, who not to kill, which of his enemies' limbs to sever. Really, you need a clear and detailed life plan for these sorts of things. I'll bet Dr. Phil would agree. Gary asks Chloe on a coffee date (mmm, caramels), or rather a date in which Chloe will drink a non-fat no-foam latte. Chloe smiles. She considers it, and then sees Clark walking over, all, "Hey, what's this shit!" Chloe decides, sure, why not. Chloe says she's reexamining her life, too. What kryptovillains to fall in love with, which school scandals to expose, which snappy comeback to use. Goofy smiles are exchanged. Chloe and Gary take off down the hall. Clark looks like somebody just kicked his Lex.
Episode Report CardOmar G: A- | 585 USERS: C+
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