The offices of The Torch. Pete is putting his books away when Clark enters. Clark asks if they're still on for tonight. Pete says he has to drop some stuff off with his mom, but that he should be home in time for tip-off. Pete and basketball. Two great stereotypes that taste great together. Clark says he's supplying dinner and Pete's got the big screen. But does he have Digital Guy's premium HD programming package? I didn't think so. Chloe cringes. "Clark Kent in the kitchen?" she scoffs. Oh, it's all just good-natured fun among barely-speaking friends. Chloe asks what's on the menu. Pete says that Clark is going to run to Metropolis to get some Shark Dogs from the stadium. Even supposing Clark got into the stadium to get the hot dogs (which I guess he could get outside), wouldn't running at 1,000 mph from one city to another make those dogs a little cold from all that wind by the time he got back? Minty, even? Behind Chloe's back, Clark is non-verbally going, "Pete!? What the fuck, man!?" Chloe seeks answers. Pete says that when Clark goes supersonic, he can make the round trip in ten minutes. Clark's face goes, "GRRRR!" Pete realizes what he just did. "He's kidding," Clark says when Chloe finally turns around. Clark walks out of the office, annoyed. He takes Pete with him. In the hallway, Clark says dangerously, "What was that?" Pete has no idea. He didn't mean to say it. Pete says he just had this urge to tell Chloe the truth. "Well, next time you get that urge, don't," says Clark. He's a postmodern superhero. Wrong is right with this guy. Pete is shamed. Go away for three episodes, Pete!
Metropolis at night. Lex, wearing a very nice long black coat, pops in to Papa Luthor's office. In a nice bit of continuity, Papa Luthor has a pretty nasty gash on his cheek from last week's catfight with Bo Duke. Papa Luthor strokes under his chin with a finger and says, as Dr. Cox would on Scrubs, "Lex...thanks for, uh, dropping byyyyy." Lex asks which obsessive-compulsive fixation is behind today's summoning. Papa Luthor heard about the break-in at the plant. Lex says it was a false alarm and has already been taken care of. Papa Luthor says that there was a haz-mat team dispatched. Lex says it was a precaution. Papa Luthor calls it an overreaction. Unless a chemical was actually released. Lex gets his shoulder fondled a bit. Bemused chuckles. Lex says he's curious. He asks why Papa Luthor is suddenly playing micromanager. Papa Luthor says he's concerned that Lex is concealing things. Oh, jeez, guys, just go on a father-son potato sack race already. Lex leans in, very close, so they're almost ear to ear, and says we all have our secrets. If I had a nickel for...GRRRR! Papa Luthor grimaces, and then smiles. He hadn't even considered that Lex might have secrets! Crackling drama!