Chloe sighed as she looked over the light table. She had to get together a new paper by Monday and she had no main story. Oh, there were the usual Smallville mishaps but she needed something else. Something a little less... vacuous.

Clark stuck his head in. "Hey, Chloe-what are you doing?"

Chloe looked up at the tall brunette. "I'm just working on the paper. I'm trying to prove to Mr. I'm-The-Principal-So-You-Can-Just-Call-Me-God that I can be a Good Journalist." The capital letters fell into place with the air of someone who'd had years of practice mocking authority.

"You're a great journalist, Chloe!"

Chloe scoffed. "I know! But apparently our school paper is too tabloid for his tastes." She gestured to the far wall. "He even wants me to scrap the wall of weird!"

"Oh... wow... hey, have you seen Lana?"

"She's outside," Chloe sighed, ignoring him again. Of course Clark didn't care, he was just looking for his dream girl.

"Okay!" Clark brightened like a puppy, Chloe observed. "We're going to the Talon to study-"

"Clark," Chloe cut in, "I really need to get to work." Can you go pant elsewhere? she finished mentally. "I need to make sure that the Wall of Weird remains... well... a wall."

"Sure!" Clark replied happily. "I'll see you later." He turned to the doorway to leave, but froze. "Oh... hey, Lex."

Chloe's head shot up. Lex Luther leaned against the doorway, trench coat begging for a breeze to billow in. "Lex," she greeted him blandly.

He nodded to them. "Clark. Chloe." He looked from them. "I wasn't interrupting anything, was I?"

"No," Clark said, sounding confused. Behind him, Chloe made a hang-me gesture, and Lex's smirk grew. "What are you doing here?" Clark continued, oblivious to Chloe's dis.

Lex shrugged. "Lana wasn't at the Talon, so I came to see if she was here. Shop talk, you know."

Clark glared at him, possessive boy. "Lana and I were just heading over to study. We can meet you there in about an hour."

"Sure, whatever," Lex shrugged. "Good luck finding her." He moved aside, gesturing for Clark to leave.

Clark looked from Lex to Chloe, confused, before scurrying out of the room to find Lana.

Chloe laughed, despite herself. "How can I help you, Lex?"

"Well, I have a question." He paused. "Plus, I like confusing Clark." He shrugged. "I'm mean like that."

Chloe fought to hide a smile. "What question?" she asked.

Lex walked up towards her, brushing her shoulder as he approached the wall. "I was wondering where you get your info for this... wall thing."

Chloe smiled knowingly. "Ah, the wall of weird. Interested? Worried, maybe, that someone might be getting annoyed with all the little Smallville quirks?"

Lex eyed the wall. "More worried that you need a less morbid habit."

"Mr. Luther, don't worry your little head with my habits." Chloe turned to eye the wall as well. "It's not like it'll last anyway."

"Really?" Lex asked, mockingly. "You haven't found some little boy to train and continue the tradition that is draining the school's funds for Lana's pink crepe paper?"

Chloe fought to hide a smile. "Something like that. Actually, Principle Grouchy-Pants decided that if I don't get some flesh into this paper he'll scrap the whole thing."

"Can't have that," Lex pointed out. "Anything I can do to help out?"

Chloe glanced at the wall before turning her glinting glare back to him. "Actually..."