We return to the Kent Barn, daytime. There are some leaves on the barn room, and a few are landing in the storm gutters. Dammit, Bo, ever since you had a heart attack, you're letting the farm go to pot! Clark and Bo drive up in the red family truck. MamaKent is surprised to see them. Bo tells her that somebody stole his wallet and their game tickets. MamaKent freaks out, asking if somebody pulled a gun on them. Bo says that the kid only had a very fast pair of sneakers. I knew it was the shoes! Bo says he's going to call the credit-card company to report it stolen. I guess Clark doesn't have a cell phone anymore. Clark says that the kid moves as fast as Clark does; he wants to find out who it is. Clark says he'll talk to Chloe; she can find out where Bo's card has been used. So now Chloe can hack into credit-card databases? Clark tells Bo to wait until the end of the day and then he can make his call. Yeah, what do the banks know about credit-card fraud, Bo? Let Chloe handle it! Bo tells Clark to be careful because they don't know who the kid is. "That's why I have to find out who he is," Clark says. Didn't Bo just say that? Wait -- you guys should find out who this kid is. Because, apparently, you don't know. We should totally find out, though. He could be anyone! Maybe me!
Clark moseys offscreen so Bo and MamaKent can talk. MamaKent asks if Bo is all right. He says he's fine and wishes she wouldn't worry so much about him. MamaKent points out that he was just in a coma for three months. Yeah, people in comas shouldn't...um, throw glass...IV drips? When they wake up? I'm totally grasping here, people. Bo says that thanks to modern medicine, he plans to go through a whole lot more...including a romantic night with his wife. Is he talking about Cialis or Viagra? I can't tell which one he's talking about. Bo says they can have dinner and drive down to the lake. MamaKent gets the "Oh shit, CIALIS!" look in her eye and says she can't because -- she has to work! Yeah, that's it! Damn you, weekender drug! MamaKent says that running The Talon is a lot more involved than she thought it would be. She's not perfect in every way the way Lana's been. "I'll call ya later, okay?" says MamaKent, giving Bo a small kiss. It's internet cow porn for you tonight, Bo. You can practically see the blue balls welling up in Bo's eyes. Very sad.
Something that sort of looks like it may be a college campus. Maybe? This establishing shot isn't very specific. Inside what looks like a cozy dorm room, a stack of books are on a bed along with a playbook in a three-ring folder. There's also an "A&M" folder laid out. Set decorating is hard work, y'all. We pan over and...wait. Homeboy has a fireplace in his dorm room? We weren't even allowed to have Bunsen burners. We pan over some more, past a generic "PARIS" poster and see Jason kissing Lana. They're standing up, at least. Does the school know you have a high-school girl in your dorm room? I did that exact same thing in college, actually. My girlfriend was still in high school when I went to college and she'd come visit me. It seemed a lot less scandalous at the time. As they're kissing, Jason leads Lana subtly to the bed. He lifts her shirt a little. As he does, he sees Lana's lower back reflected in a mirror behind her. Lower-back tattoos are sexy now. But think of all the girls you see with them and how those tattoos are gonna look on grandmas in about forty years. It will be a scary time. "What is that?" Jason asks. Lana gets all awkward and pulls down her shirt. She lies: "It's nothing." He says it looks like a large tattoo hovering over a very "provocative spot." He asks when she got it. We're assuming here that he's already seen that provocative area before or he wouldn't know that this is a new thing. Lana lies with the world's worst -- "I, uh, I, I I..." -- and says she got it before she left Paris. She comes right toward the camera and makes a face indicating that she knows she's not lying very well. Jason asks why she didn't tell him. He says he would have gone and gotten a mermaid or an anchor, or a mermaid holding an anchor. Hee. Jason moves to touch Lana's tattoo, and she spins around angrily. She says that she didn't mean to get it. It just happened. "Tattoos don't just kinda happen," Jason says. And he's not being a dick about it at all; he's just curious. Lana makes another face. She asks if she was supposed to ask his permission before he got it. Wait, weren't you the one who left him in Paris with some lame-ass note? Jason says that's not what he meant and, still smiling, asks why she's biting his head off. That's what Praying Mantises do, dude. Lana says she doesn't want him making a big deal out of this. Wait till he finds her clitoris ring. Jason says he doesn't care about the tattoo; he's upset that she tried to hide it from him. He brings up his parents; apparently they kept a lot of secrets, too. Lana looks at him lovingly. "The last thing I ever want to do is hurt you," she says. Except for that she did. See: LAME NOTE, PARIS. She says there are just some things she's not comfortable sharing yet. Like the big-ass tattoo on her back? Jason thinks, "What the fuck have I gotten myself into?" Lana kisses him on the cheek and leaves him standing by the completely preposterous dorm-room fireplace.