Watchtower. Clark walks in and Chloe greets him with a coffee mug that's been emblazoned with the S-shield. It comes from the street vendor, she says, who also sells T-shirts and key chains. Clark looks taken aback. You should have trademarked that symbol, Clark. You'd be rolling in dough from the licensing fees. Clark thinks it won't be long before the "Wonder Twins" (and that's the only time in the episode they're called this, or twins, at all) will be a household name. Chloe thinks that, with a little training, they'll be able to give him backup in the Halls of Justice. "I guess I had more backup than I thought," he says, with a smile and a nod toward Chloe. Speaking of which, how did she manage to impersonate the Blur? (I guess he automatically knew it was Chloe instead of Oliver, because Oliver's not in this episode.) She taps a few keys at her computer and a Blur-like voice says, "Pay no attention to the blond behind the curtain." Clark looks suddenly uncomfortable. She tells him to relax: "It's not like I'm the great and powerful Oz." It's just a computer program that allows her to type out things for a fake Blur to say. This doesn't comfort Clark, who wonders how she managed to know when to call Lois and what to say. With a measure of pride, she tells him she's been monitoring camera and cell phone communications. He realizes this means she's been eavesdropping on his calls to Lois. He calls her out on the Big Brother move. I should probably be indignant on his behalf, but it's so painfully contrived that I'm having a hard time working up much more than a, "Meh." She reminds him that the move got Lois off his trail. He frowns a bit and sighs, but doesn't press the issue any more than that.
Daily Planet, copy room. Clark has Lois sit down and close her eyes. "This isn't what I had in mind when you said you wanted to meet in the copy room," she says. He admits that she was right that he was keeping a secret from her. He turns his back for a moment, then turns around to show her that he's wearing glasses. I think they were forged from melted anvils. His big confession: "I'm a bit near-sighted." Too late to be using the glasses-as-disguise ploy, show. She goes up to him and tries the glasses on herself, completing my Palin association. "They're very...Clark Kent," she says, taking them off again. She admits Clark isn't the only one who's been shortsighted lately, as she's been seeing a different side of him. He tries to interrupt her, but she cuts him off: "It's OK, it's my hero complex to resolve." She says she tried to weigh him down with shining armor, which isn't fair, because nobody can be two different people. Knowing that she has this hero complex, you'd think Clark would realize he can't really date her while lying to her, but instead of looking mopey he seems quite pleased. "It means a lot that you thought I had it in me," he says. Soaring string music plays. She tries to get out of this tender moment by jokingly calling him four-eyes, and even goes so far as to start out of the room. But after a few moments' hesitation, she sighs and slides a stack of newspapers over toward him with her foot. To Clark's surprise, she steps up onto the stack and plants a kiss on him. He's just starting to get into things when Lois suddenly starts twitching and convulsing. [Then he really gets into things! - Z] She pulls away from him. She has one of her future visions: There's an image of Clark bathed in red light, Lois standing underneath a red sun, a sort of work camp prison type thing that bears the same symbol as the Kandorian orb, nookie with Clark, Clark in a cage, an injured and bloody Clark being dragged along the ground, and Chloe lying seemingly dead in the street while a fire rages behind her. Back in the present, Lois is passing out in Clark's arms as he frantically calls her name. Must've been one helluva kiss.