A moonlit night. We fly over the swirling Daily Planet sign, which looks a lot less CGI-animated in the evening. Chloe has a university profile web page about SoFine on her computer when Lois walks in. Lois hands her a paper bag and what looks like a container of soup as she asks for a favor: she wants Chloe to write an exposé on Lex Luthor. Chloe says that would be great, if she could find any evidence of wrongdoing or a source that would talk. Lois says that there has to be something. Chloe says that Lex has plenty of sex, lies and videotape in his vault, but she says the key is under his pillow. We need Clark for this! Chloe asks why Lois is suddenly interested in taking down Lex. Lois says she's sick and tired of people who think they can buy elections. With their own money that they put on the line? Yeah, that's damn near undemocratic, Lois. Lois adds that he called her a "muffin peddler." Chloe laughs that this is all about Lois having her feelings hurt. Pretty much. Lois wonders if Chloe has something on her little hard drive that could help. Chloe looks at her computer screen and remembers that SoFine is doing research into LuthorCorp. "Clark's professor?" Lois asks. She can't believe he's going to college either. Chloe mentions that she followed the professor to a warehouse owned by Lex. Shouldn't they have shown us that instead of Chloe at a phone booth on campus? Lois asks what Chloe saw. She says that Lex's security team kept her far away. Ha. Security. Lois suggests that now that Chloe has her "trusty sidekick" by her side, they should try again. They both get up and leave immediately. Oh, don't worry about those obits, Chloe. Someone else will do them, surely. Chloe doesn't even bother to log out or take down what's on her computer monitor.

A security booth. A red car pulls up. Hey, is that the 2006 Ford Fusion? I hear it's got passenger-side ball-massaging technology! The guard goes to the car, and Lois tells the guy that she's lost and can't find the highway. The song on the radio, by the way is a cover of "Wicked Game," amped up for noise by HIM. (And by HIM, I don't mean Chris Isaak.) The guard goes to get a map. "Go," Lois says. Chloe sneaks out of the back seat and crouches outside the car. "You know," says the guard when he comes back, "this is a really nice car!" We'll use that in the commercial! "Yeah it is, isn't it?" Lois tells him. Lois says you can't appreciate a car like the 2006 Ford Fusion unless you actually sit in it. "Really?" the dumb guard asks. "Come on!" Lois invites. Does it have an ejecting passenger seat? Lois lets the guard sit in the driver's seat while Chloe run, run, runs toward the warehouse. Lois says that the car is amazing, and invites him to try one of its many "cool buttons." The 2006 Ford Fusion: Try its many cool buttons. Lois shows him a "pop-up thingee" for holding like maybe three sheets of paper, tops. It's a bit slim, is what I'm saying. Lois says you can put breath mints in there. Six, maybe seven of them. The 2006 Ford Fusion: For the bad breath ahead.