Daily Planet. Night. Clark walks in and hears Chloe thinking: "It's a good think he can't hear what I'm thinking, or else -- " He finds her waiting at his desk and cuts her off: "'Or else' what, Chloe?" She crosses the room towards him and tells him she doesn't want him to break Lois's heart. Clark looks confused, which is pretty much his default setting. So Chloe explains it for him: "You can't just trick someone into dating you." Clark gets defensive. Plus, he doesn't even think it's a real date. Chloe disabuses him of that notion and then gets after him for apparently standing Lois up. Clark's all, "But I asked her out before I knew our bomber was an innocent man!" Nuh-uh! You called him the "mystery man's puppet" before you asked her out! I just recapped it! So there, doofus. He shows Chloe the same newspaper we saw on Toyman's desk. In the accompanying pic, Winslow looks less like a mad bomber than a chubby, sad-faced cocker spaniel. Clark says that's why he didn't call Lois back: "Last thing I need is her showing up here and following me into harm's way." There have to be a dozen better ways he could have covered himself here, but... eh. Whatever. Clark says, "Winslow's trying to smoke Oliver out. He's insane." Chloe agrees that Winslow was insane enough even before Oliver framed him for Lex's murder. She tells Clark about Oliver addressing his shareholders tonight at a black tie gala. Clark tells Chloe to wait at the Watchtower, then zips off to rent a tux, I guess. Or maybe he'll just steal one.
Ace of Clubs: Where Metropolis's social elite meet to be torn to shreds! A bunch of Canadian extras are standing outside all dolled up in evening attire. A guard with a clipboard mills around making sure people are on the guest list. Clark whooshes onto the scene and reads the guy's thoughts as he goes through some of the guests' last names. Clark uses one of those names to try to get into the party, saying he's "Kennair." It would have been hilarious if the guard had looked at his list, then at Clark, and then was like, "You don't look like Mitzi Kennair! Imposter!" The guard checks the clipboard and asks if "Mr. Kennair" has a "plus one." Before he can answer, a gigantic monster truck rumbles to a stop behind him. Lois climbs down from the passenger side in a figure-flattering gold dress. Clark asks her what she's doing there. Her thoughts answer, "Standing in the shadow of six-and-a-half feet of handsome," then chides herself about needing to kick his ass. I don't know if Durance is trying to look guarded or hardened, but it's coming across like her character's thoughts are just not reaching her eyes. Lois accuses Clark, out loud, of ditching her and not telling her about Oliver's return so that he could have the article for himself. "You can't get rid of me that easily -- I have the Internet on my phone!" All right: Heh. She stomps past him. I guess she got the dress from the monster truck driver? Maybe it was drag queen night at the rally. Clark tries to explain, but Lois isn't having it. "Bros before hos," she says of the journalistic world. Her thoughts are sad because she thinks this was never about "more than a story" for Clark, and might never be. She plasters on a fake smile and walks with Clark into the party.