Back at the house, Lois is using Perry's phone to snap a picture of the two of them. "Oh, my God," she gushes. "You have got to forward this to my high school journalism teacher! Check it out, Mrs. Kreitzman, me and Perry White! Who's sorry now, beeyotch?" I think being a working writer who didn't get fired for interoffice shenanigans would probably stick it to Mrs. Kreitzman more than taking a picture with someone. Perry mentions he's read some of Lois's stories. "You and Clark are a regular Woodward and Bernstein." If Woodward and Bernstein were dead, they'd be rolling in their graves right now. Then they'd be like, "Wait, this is Smallville. Who cares what they think of us?" Lois tells him she's not working with Clark right now. She notices Perry looking through some papers in his luggage and asks if it's a story he's working on. "Yeah, I've been tracking this one for months," he says. "Big players. This thing is my white whale, kid." Lois, practically salivating, tries to get a look at his papers, but he's not sharing. She teases him with a big story of her own. Unlike Perry, she's less than secretive, showing him a blurry photo of a man flying or leaping in front of a Metropolitan building. Perry laughs. "Are you kidding me? This is a goth guy on a trampoline in a jogging suit!" Lois is offended and starts to tell him that she got a call from the Blur asking for her help, but bites down on the admission before she can say his name. She says, "When I started investigating this 'shady redhead,' I found the mother lode. There are aliens on our planet." Why would she think it was a picture of an alien and not of the Blur himself? Perry busts up laughing until Lois shows him the next piece of her research - a sketch of the Book of Rao, which she knows by name somehow. Perry, unable to contain his interest, tries to get a closer look, but Lois snatches the sketch away. "You gotta give some to get some." He grudgingly starts to tell her about investigating the destruction of a secret government complex and being blocked by an operative codenamed the "Red Queen." "I think she's shadowing the secret organization called Checkmate, which is fighting some kind of terrorist invasion." He retrieves a picture from his luggage, showing a sketch much like the one Lois has. "Maybe our two stories are really the same story," Lois says. Perry invites her to write the story with him. Bylines flash in Lois's eyes.