The place in town where a nasty dirt road meets a two-lane. Lex's car pulls into the dirt portion of this crossroad. Perry gets out of the car and bitches that even for a Luthor, the "get out of Dodge" routine is heavy-handed. Lex counters by complaining about the way Perry picked on Lana, sniffing that using people always came easy to this guy. Lex recounts the one time they met, when Lex was in boarding school, and Perry charmed his way into a conversation. It took Lex ten minutes to tell Perry to go to hell. Yet, he's still here. Perry says he was just doing his job. Lex says he was only sixteen (oh, sweet, Lexy sixteen), and Perry was scrounging for Papa Luthor dirt. Perry says that's what this is about. Lex says that if Perry had anything on Papa Luthor, it would have come out then. Perry laughs. He says that if Lex believes that, he almost feels sorry for him. Lex is taking a page from his psychiatrist's book: he's deeply unamused. He tells Perry to make sure he's on the 4 o'clock bus. He dumps Perry's bag on the road (that bag gets no respect whatsoever) and drives off. Poor Perry. Perry pulls out a flask. "So much for not drinking before 5," he mutters. And he picked a fine day to quit sniffin' glue.