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As-Is Foundation, daytime. Clark comes in without knocking. DO. YOU. HAVE. NO. BOUNDARIES?! Were you raised in a barn?! Well... shit. I guess you were. Clark puts his jacket down and approaches Chloe, who appears to be putting away some files. Clark just says, "I lost perspective." Chloe admits she can be stubborn. Clark says he was a little frustrated that Chloe trusted someone else instead of him. Clark admits he's been obsessed lately and that it pushed him over the line with Chloe. Good, Clark. This is the first step in admitting you're an asshat. He says he's sorry. "But you were protecting a killer," he throws in, just for laughs. Nice apology. Dick. Clark says he doesn't know how Chloe could trust people she hardly knows. She walks over to a purple filing cabinet. She pulls out a worn-looking thick folder. "327," she says. That's the number of meteor-infected people she's been profiling since 9th grade. She hands over the folder to Clark. A folder? In a filing cabinet at Isis? Are you fucking kidding me? That's your secure system? Chloe has the brain of a supercomputer, but she keeps everyone on paper in the least secure building in Metropolis. Way to protect your peeps, Chloe. She says the number she's actually saved is much smaller than 327: zero point zero. [Not even half of a person? - Z] Clark says he's been so busy rescuing people from them, he never thought about it like that. Chloe says it's not just the damsels in distress who need saving. She tells Clark that when she thought he was among those numbers, she'd have done anything to protect him. Clark blinks. He says it scares him that she might someday put her trust in the wrong person. Chloe doesn't have a good answer for that. They just stare at each other, at a loss.
Metropolis view from the sky, daytime. Davis is sitting outside a café at a table. Chloe shows up to meet him. He thanks Chloe for believing in him. Chloe says he was just scared and paranoid. She says backing someone who's innocent isn't too much of a sacrifice. "Everything with you is so..." she begins. "Easy," he finishes. Chloe agrees. He asks if Chloe's ever felt that way with anyone before. She says she has. Once. "With Jimmy?" he asks. "No," Chloe admits. She suddenly looks sad. Davis says he's not trying to get between Chloe and the rest of her life. Chloe turns it to her work; she says she just helps people. She's playing nervously with her engagement ring. Davis looks at it. When she says it doesn't have to mean anything more than that, he suggests that it does. He looks at her soulfully, and asks if Chloe helped him before out of her code of personal ethics, or if there was more to it than that. More! More! Much more! Chloe shifts gears. She says she shouldn't be here right now. Davis asks if she feels guilty about something. "No. And I'd like it to stay that way," she tells him. She says it's probably best she doesn't see him for a while. Chloe goes. She leaves Davis sitting there, looking sad, his hand around a cold one. Drink up, buddy. Daytime beer gets warm fast.