The notion that T.G.I. Friday's actually has a "school" where its chefs learn to "cook" is so funny that I almost drop my remote.
Smallville High hallway. Pete, Chloe, and Clark are walking. Clark is reading a story about DorkPaul's encounter with the evil swarm. Pete says that's his worst nightmare; he swells up if he gets stung by one bee. Be careful, Pete. Next time they want you to be absent for an episode, they'll just explain it by saying you're nursing a bee sting. Clark asks how bees got into DorkPaul's bathroom. Easy. He's smooth like honey. It was inevitable. Chloe says some environmental investigators are coming in to find out what happened. Pete says it's going to disrupt the election. Chloe says it won't, because the president won't take office until fall, and DorkPaul will be back in non-stung form by then. Pete says Paul will get a few sympathy votes, but that a new candidate is on the horizon. They all stop short when they see a big banner that reads "Clark Kent for President." Totally serious, Clark says to Pete, "What have you done?" Pete sells it to Clark, saying that Clark's straightforward and people like him. Clark starts to freak out. He's giving DorkPaul a run for his dork dollar. Pete says Clark has it all -- looks, brains, farmboy charm, a barn suitable for make-out sessions. Pete keeps on talking as if he's making up for all the lines he didn't have in past episodes. Clark asks why Pete didn't run. Pete says he's "the guy behind the guy." I thought that was Lex's most vaunted position. Pete continues to egg Clark on as we pan across the banner. Chloe snarks about politicians not being great leaders. Pete leads a hallway chant of "Clark, Clark, Clark!" Everybody joins in. Chloe smiles. Clark looks embarrassed.
Country road in the fall. I have completely given up trying to keep track of the seasons on this show. The season is: Vancouver. A strapping bald man is driving an even more strapping silver sports car down the road. A Lexmobile? I think it is. Lex drives by a red car sitting next to a woman in a red outfit; she's bent over and looking under the hood. She's in a short skirt, and her legs are hanging out like an invitation.