The mean, monochrome-filtered streets of Metropolis, daytime. Jimmy, wearing his dorky white Converse sneakers, is all bandaged up and looking scraggly. He approaches some hip-looking drug dealers, all standing in a bombed-out lot, next to a car. "Let's just get this over with," Jimmy mutters. The main drug dealer, who has very cool gelled hair, says he thought Jimmy was strapped for cash. Jimmy has a big wad of $20 bills, all fakey fake. He hands over several and says things have changed. Now give me my junk! The dealer does. Jimmy walks away, eyes haunted, lips busted. He scored some sunshine in a bag! This is so edgy, y'all!

Talon. The marquee, in sunlight, says it's half-priced lattes all week. Who's running the place now? In the upstairs apartment, Chloe is cooking. She removes a giant red casserole dish, foil-covered, from the stove. Just then, Clark enters, carrying her green laptop. Chloe is glad. She says she never thought she'd be so happy to be reunited with silicone microchips. Silicone? It's "Silicon," Chloe, as in, "Silicon Valley." It's not like Chloe to make a mistake like that. Unless it was some sort of secret jab at Lois. Clark says he grabbed the computer before the police arrived, so he's hoping Blagojevich didn't grab any files off it first. Chloe says "Tony Soprano Jr." is the last time she carries around secure files like that. Clark sees all the food and asks if Chloe's expecting company. She lies, badly, and says she's not. She says stress causes her to cook lots of food. Clark never noticed that before in all the years they've been stressed out together. Chloe smiles. She's almost crying already. Clark asks if she's all right. Chloe says Clark almost died for her computer. He pulls up his shirt and shows the non-existent wound on his torso. He's fine. He senses something else is going on. He asks what's wrong, but Chloe says it's nothing. Her eyes say it's not true. Very tensely, she throws down a spoon and says that with all that's happened, she forgets she's supposed to be cheery all the time. Clark, who hasn't been there for Chloe lately, says that he's here for Chloe. Chloe says she knows. She tells him she just needs a little space right now and not a super-save. Her eyes are red and teary and her voice breaks. She smiles and it's full of torment. Clark nods. He leaves without another word as Chloe breathes out a sigh of relief.