Stately Former-Luthor-But-Now-Tess-Mercer's Mansion. Tess, looking a bit intimidated, is staring at the stained-glass window with the Veritas logo on it. Behind her, Dead Zone holding out his hand to touch her shoulder. He sees an image of her staring straight ahead, almost crying. We hear someone ask her, "Why so sad?" Oh, great, now some variation of The Joker is involved. Tess turns around sharply and sees who it is. "Don't ever touch me again," she warns him. She knows Evil-Fu! She softens a bit and asks if Lois was the one who stole the crystal. He says it takes a little more than a handshake. His penis is a divining rod. Tess says he'll have to get a little more intimate in that case. Dead Zone says that he's doing that, but not because of Tess. He's done being her "Personal Peeping Tom." She says that for a memory thief, he's got a weak recall. She reminds him that she freed him from Black Creek. He says the favor's been repaid three separate times. Then he says that Lois is a good person. Wow, he may be able to see memories, but his judgment sucks. He knows she's a good person... how? He doesn't want to steal Lois's memories. Tess pounces, telling him she's one of the few people who knows what a sick, voyeuristic person he really is. Interesting! She knows about the women he stalked and killed before he ended up in Black Creek. He acknowledges he did those things, but it was before he could control his powers. Whatever, Sylar. He says he wants a fresh start. Yeah, let's just forget about all that killing. Tess promises he'll get fresh when he finds that crystal. It's a fresh-for-hire deal. Dead Zone lets his mouth hang open as he thinks about that. Tess says that if he doesn't agree, she'll tell law enforcement about his trail of bodies. Dead Zone walks out of the room. Good chat, boss! I'll get you those psychic TPS reports, ASAP.
As-Is Foundation. Chloe is leading out a young man, presumably one of her meteor-infected peeps, out the front door. She promises to call him soon. Clark, still wearing the white shirt and tie, but with his sleeves rolled up, walks in at the same time. Chloe already knows it's probably about Jimmy's snapshot. Clark asks if she deleted it yet. Chloe says she wanted to talk to Clark about it first. Clark's like, "What's there to talk about. I'm DONE talking. Talking is for suckers. I'm not even talking right now. This is a rant!" Chloe, smiling, says that nobody's going to know it's Clark even if it's on the front page. She says he just looks like a smudge on a lens. "It is me! People will know I'm out there!" he says. Oh, you're out all right. Veeeeerrry out. Chloe, with a sly look in her eye, wonders if that's such a bad thing. Out and proud, Clark. Say it with me! Chloe asks Clark to think about the idea that having someone out there saving people might mean a lot to others. Clark ignores that and says it's his secret they're talking about. How much less complicated would your life be if it wasn't such a secret? Clark thinks that if the secret gets out, it's a threat to everyone who knows him. Like it's not a threat now? Your friends seem to get into scrapes every single fucking week as it is. Clark wants Chloe to talk to Jimmy about this. Chloe tells him that Jimmy is giving him a perfect alter ego. "It's called an 'alias,'" Clark. Yeah, Jennifer Garner already beat him to it. Chloe defines "Pseudonym" for Clark and reminds him that Oliver has his Green Arrow identity. She thinks Clark should have one, too. We could call you The Red-Blue Doofus Avenger. "This isn't a debate, Chloe. We need to protect my identity," he says. Hard-headed? That's Clark. Chloe, looking a little frustrated, says that the picture doesn't reveal anything about Clark Kent. It just gives people something they desperately need right now: A hero. Frankly, I think we have a few too many of those right now. Adventurous music plays us out to the break.