Clark zips back to the loading docks, but Isis and Jar O' Hubby are gone. He straightens out the crumpled door and leaves the scene. Isis watches him from some distance away, her eyes yellow and slitted like a cat's. She finds this hunky example of modern man quite intriguing.
Tess's office. She gazes out the window at the permanently full moon while a smartly-dressed man talks to her about his therapy sessions with Alexander. "He's an unusual boy," he says. "His intelligence is off the charts for someone his age." She turns to the doctor. "Genius has a way of driving people insane," she says. "Is he stable?" Her mouth quirks in a hopeful little smile that momentarily betrays her otherwise emotionless expression. The doctor suggests moving Alexander to a facility where he can be monitored. Tess agrees. Only after the doctor leaves does Tess let her steely facade down. She looks at a picture of little Alexander. He's already wearing purple. Cat interrupts at the door. Tess tries to hide the picture, but Cat sees. She calls him "the one person you'd risk anything for," shocking Tess beyond words. "You need Peter Pan and chicken noodle soup," Cat says. Tess is confused, so Cat explains: "That's what my little boy wants when he's not feeling well." She thinks Tess is the worried mother to this redheaded little boy, but Tess disabuses her of that notion. Cat gets to the point of her visit: "I know the identity of the Blur," she says. "And that so-called hero is right in your bullpen!" They argue back and forth a bit about whether it's a good idea for someone with a secret to work for a newspaper. Cat speaks spitefully of the Blur's lying, thieving ways. Tess clearly thinks Cat is about to out Clark and does her best to steer Cat away from him. Then Cat goes "Lois Lane is the Blur!" and Tess busts out with big, genuine peals of laughter. Thusly mocked, Cat flounces off in a huff, more determined than ever to take down the Blur.