They go back and forth about there being hostages but no demands as they cross the basement to their desks. Lois checks her phone and Clark hears her say -- once again without moving her mouth -- that the Blur hasn't called her. She mentally sighs about being nothing to the Blur. Clark says Lois's name and she snaps out of her funk. She lies that her computer's frozen up and then casts a glare over some guy standing behind her. He's chowing down on a donut. Her thoughts tell us that he's Jeff the intern, and she's annoyed at him for taking the last maple donut. Clark zips away in front of everyone in the office and then he steals Jeff's donut. Jeff stares at his suddenly-empty hand and then Clark gives Lois the partially eaten donut. Oh my God. OH MY GOD, how stupid, rude, and disgusting is that? Superzip your damn self to the donut shop to get her a fresh one, you stupid, rude, disgusting thief! Jeff could be festering with mouth herpes for all you know! He could have gone Number Two without washing his hands after! He could be a compulsive masturbator or a habitual nosepicker with swine flu! So very gross and wrong! God! I'm sorry for all the italics and exclamation points, but this... this is just the worst thing ever. Lois hesitates then happily chows down on the cesspool of pilfered maple, grease, and e. coli because Clark lets her think it's actually his donut. Clark looks exceedingly pleased with his disgusting thievery. They get to work, looking through Clark's work folder. Turns out the factory is a subsidiary of Queen Industries. Clark says it should get Oliver's attention. Lois's thoughts say, "Only if he's sober enough to give a crap." Clark replies out loud, "You might be right." She's confused, he's confused. She's still eating that donut all through this so I can't focus on anything more specific than that.
Finally, the scene is over. Clark has apparently called Chloe and now he's meeting up with her at a coffee cart outside the paper. "What am I thinking right now?" Chloe tests him. He can't read her thoughts. "So far it's only been Lois." Chloe goes on about how she's familiar with all the "strange and unexplained" but how does Clark know this isn't just broken superhearing? "You don't just catch ESP," she says. I think Lana might disagree. Clark says, "As loud as Lois is, even she can't speak with her mouth closed." Chloe has to admit that's a good point. She says she'll do some research, but asks why he doesn't just ask Jor-El. Instead of answering, he gets another one of his bright-lights-big-headache moments, though this flash doesn't seem to be accompanied by any overheard thoughts. Chloe is concerned, but Clark assures her he's OK. She goes off to do her Chloe thing and Clark gets another flashy. This time, he overhears the thoughts of people on the streets. It's a jumble of slightly depressing inner monologues. Oddly, no one cusses in their thoughts or thinks about porn.