Well, Kara, it's like this. They're fucking stupid as hell. And they will never, ever, ever be happy as long as this show is around. There's your short answer. I just saved you six seasons' worth of DVD-watching. Lana says that as long as Clark kept his secret, it was impossible. Kara asks if it's a human thing to be so secretive and cautious. Lana thinks it's just a Clark thing. She says it's because Clark cares so much about protecting people. Clark bounds down the stairs wearing a bright red T-shirt. Damn, dude, it's early in the morning! Tone that color down. Clark is pleasantly surprised by breakfast, but Lana lowers the boom: they're out of maple syrup. Was she really looking for it in the refrigerator? I guess if you want solidified maple tar, that's where you keep it. ["Not to defend Lana, but real, actual maple syrup is supposed to be stored in the refrigerator after you open it, because if you don't store it in the refrigerator, it will grow the nastiest mold you have ever seen. Not that...this has ever happened to me." -- Miss Alli] Clark zips out and zips right back in. Lana asks if he just went to the store. "Vermont's finest," Clark says, holding up the good stuff. He may have had enough time to get syrup, but he sure didn't have enough time for a financial transaction. Stop! Maple syrup thief! Clark's got sticky fingers with that syrup. I guess that's what they mean by "Thick as thieves."