After Sawyer leaves, Lois rolls her eyes and scoffs, calling Sawyer "Officer Stalin." Chloe says she tracked down the phone number the girl called from; it was the pay phone near the murder. But Chloe says she can't find anything but a bunch of warehouses nearby. On the computer map program she's using, Chloe finds a list of nearby businesses. There's Tranh's Auto Body, E&H Hitch Shop Ltd. and the Windgate Club. "I'm guessing she didn't get all glammed up to count inventory," Lois says. Chloe gets an intent look on her face and picks up the phone.
Kent Home. Luke Duke, in an unkind extreme close-up, is telling the story of the time Bo Duke outran four cop cars and pissed off half the chicken farmers in Chickasaw County. Bo says it's only because Luke said he knew a shortcut. Clark, completely enamored, says he never gets to hear the other sides of these stories, and asks if Luke's got any more. He says they'll come in handy next time Bo wants to give Clark a lecture. There's a knock at the door. Bo tells Luke not to say anything else until he gets back.
At the door is Maggie Sawyer, who's a long way from Metropolis. She flashes a badge that's in the anvilicious shape of the Superman crest. Luke looks worried as the police officer walks in. She greets Luke and tells him that campaign headquarters said she could find him here. Sawyer says that a young woman was killed in the warehouse district, and that they searched her apartment and found a photo of what looks like a stripper sitting on Luke's lap. It's the stripper who was run over the night before. Oopsie! In the photo, she's playfully pulling on his tie. At least he's got clothes on. Sawyer says that she doesn't have enough to bring in Senator Luke for questioning, but that she'd like an explanation. A senator went to a strip club? Holy cow! How is this evidence? "I've never seen her before," Luke says. Dude, she's on your lap! Just tell them you laid a few $20s on her for some dances and move on with your life. Clark looks at Luke curiously. "That must have been tricky while she was cuddled up on your lap," Sawyer says. Bo and Luke both give her annoyed looks. Sawyer says, stupidly, that pictures don't lie. Bo -- the voice of reason, and with actual reason on his side for once -- says that, in this day and age, they most certainly do. "This picture's a fake," Bo declares. Luke says it doesn't matter: "The minute this hits the press, the damage is done. He adds that this could ruin Luke. Sawyer smiles a bit at that. Bo thinks the dirty political tricks have already started. Clark scoffs and asks Bo if he really thinks Lex would go this far. Bo says that Clark knows Lex better than anyone. Carnally. Biblically. Intestinally. Bo is sure Lex wouldn't enter the race unless he knew he could win. Clark can't really argue with that.