LuthorCorp. Papa Luthor stands behind the desk, looking out through the window at the daytime skyline. He is master of all he surveys, at least in my book. Clark enters through the automatic doors. "Lionel," he says, "welcome back." "Clark. Ohhhh," Papa Luthor says, coming around the desk. He puts his arms out, and they give each other the strangest hug you've ever seen. Both their upper bodies lean forward, but their feet are a wide stance apart. There's some hearty patting. I admit it, I'm a little freaked out by the whole thing. Clark says he's glad Papa Luthor is OK. "Yeeeesss," Papa Luthor purrs. He's just fine after that hug. Papa Luthor says that in the darkest hour, the soul is replenished and given strength to continue and endure. Clark has no idea what that means, but it sure sounds purty. Papa says that Luthors are survivors. Just like that song. By Survivor. Or maybe it was Destiny's Child. Or Gloria Gaynor. Somewhere in one of those songs, the Luthor story is being told to music. Papa says he heard there's a new member of the Kent family who's shown up. Clark says it's his cousin, Kara. Papa pretends to think about it for a moment and asks if Clark's ever mentioned her before. He asks which side of the family she's from. "My father's side," Clark says. "Which father?" Papa asks. Clark takes a moment, then says, as if it should be obvious, "My adoptive father." Papa Luthor looks genuinely disappointed by the lie.