Kent Farm. MamaKent comes home after what looks like a long day of work. She calls for Clark. She says that she cancelled her meetings and came home early. She complains about political blowhards dragging their feet on school reform. MamaKent turns on the living room light. Bow Wow is standing there. She gasps. This is the third time a character has reacted in the same way. "Oh. There's a young rap singer standing in my house. What do I do?" MamaKent calls for Clark again. "Don't you mean Kal-El?" Bow Wow asks. MamaKent asks who he is. Bow Wow says he'd like to know where Clark went. He raises his hands to shoot at MamaKent, but just then we hear a strange electronic noise. Bow Wow breathes deeply. He looks up. "Kal-El," he says. He zips out of there in a blaze of fuchsia. He's nice enough to use the back door instead of just blasting through the thing. MamaKent looks around, frightened.

Back at the Fortress. All the ice dildos are lit up and they are pretty ice dildos indeed. They fade back to darkness. Raya says that's all the energy she was able to draw. She hopes it's enough. Clark says he's heard the sound before. Raya says each Kryptonian family has its own beacon that is uniquely their own. It's the El Ringtone. Clark wonders why it sounds like the theme from I Dream of Jeannie. She's sure Bow Wow will recognize the sound. Bow Wow is already there, again appearing without warning or detection. He mocks Jarnelle's house 'o knowledge. "I thought it'd be bigger," he says. Don't be talkin' 'bout El size, jerk! Clark says it doesn't matter; Bow Wow won't be staying long. "Big talk, big man!" Bow Wow says. Oh, this is just embarrassing. Bow Wow says Jarnelle must have been right about how the sun affects "you Kryptonian cockroaches." They have roaches in space? That's kind of makes me sad. Bow Wow holds up his hands like he's going to do magic. "But I'm back," he says, "and now I'm super-sized!" I, for one, welcome supervillains who arrive with extra fries.