We cut to a playground. If there are all these 911 calls, why are the schools still letting the kids play outside? Kryptonian Gwen Stefani picks up a little boy by his jacket. "What's your name?" she asks. The kid is terrified. She promises not to hurt him, as evidenced by her picking him up by the scruff and holding him right up to her face. "Cody," he says cutely. She puts him down. Not Cod-El? She turns to another kid. Clark shows up and puts the boy down before he can be questioned. Clark tells her that what's going on stops now. Clark sees some adults approaching (these kids were playing unsupervised?). He grabs the girl by the arm and leads her away at superspeed. They talk in a secluded area. She says humans can't move that fast. "Who are you?" she asks. He says that's not important right now. He wants to stop her from killing again. She says she hasn't killed anyone yet, but that Clark is really tempting her. She tries to fly off, but Clark grabs her by the ankle. She turns and tries to kick him, but Clark grabs the other boot. He throws her on the ground, roughly. They have a stare-down. He notices her silver bracelet with the Superman logo on it. He asks what she's doing on Earth. Scaring kids? Wearing out tube tops? "You can trust me," he says, holding out a hand. I don't think she needs help getting up off the ground. So now Clark totally believes her? She says she's looking for a small boy. He asks if the boy has a name. "Kal-El," she says. Triumphant music plays. Hey, Clark knows that guy!

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Daily Planet. Chloe is trying to make Lois feel crazy for having seen a real spaceship. I'm not a huge fan of Lois, but given that she's the only person not lying this week, I'll give her a pass for now. Chloe says she's trying to revive her credibility after writing about all the crazy shit that went down in Smallville. Wow, that's never been brought up before. I guess that was invented just for the plot of this episode. Lois says that if she were Chloe, she'd be writing a story already. Chloe says that things are changing: a new hotshot editor from the Star City Post has been hired. She says spaceships aren't a good first impression. "Did I hear someone say spaceship?" Oh, lordy, it's Zach from The O.C., all nerded up with short hair and wearing suspenders and a tie. Only eccentric columnists wear suspenders in a newsroom, dude. Lois admonishes him for eavesdropping, but he says that eavesdropping is his business. He's a spy? He introduces himself as Grant Gabriel, the new editor. He bellows a lot and has this husky Super Dave Osborne voice going. Chloe says that Lois doesn't work here; she does. She introduces herself. Before she can finish, Boy Editor identifies her as Chloe Anne Sullivan and knows that she was the editor of The Torch. He knows she's taking Met University journalism classes by night while writing filler stories by day. She was mostly working at night, I thought, but whatever. He asks about Lois's close encounter. Lois says it's a trade secret because she works for The Inquisitor. Boy Editor says they're no rival for The Daily Planet. He says that they in fact have no rival. Chloe doesn't think he'd be interested in a story about spaceships. Boy Editor says that's the kind of old thinking that's putting newspapers in the crapper. Chloe asks when truth in journalism became "old guard." Since Jayson Blair? Boy Editor says he believes Lois. He tells her that if she can get him that story, she'll have a job. It's just that easy! This guy's never heard of the H.R. department or hiring real job applicants. How about a drug test and background check at least? Chloe is stunned. So am I. Lois doesn't know what to think. Or whether she should think at all.