Chapter 3: Lionel Luthor
"You know, John, you really do have a lot of talent." Clark said with a smile.
"Thank you." John said happily.
"How about you and me making up an act?" Clark asked.
"Nope, sorry." John said. "I only work in the single."
"Oh." Clark said. "Alright."
After thinking for a moment, John knew that not working with Clark may take him back to a place like El Sleezo.
"Alright, you talked me into it!" John called out. "We'll be a team!"
"Oh good!" Clark said with a smile.
Just then, they arrived at a road block.
"You better slow down for that, John." Scott advised.
"Yes sir." John said plainly.
They stopped and suddenly noticed that there wasn't any kind of road work to warrant the road block.
"Hey, what's going on?" Clark asked when a man in a business suit walked up.
"Hello gentlemen." The man said. "I'm a business man with a proposition. Let me show you something that might change your whole life."
Clark and John got out and arrived at an electronics store with a television in the front.
"Now this is the kind of chance you can't afford to pass up." The man said as he held up a remote control. "Watch the window."
With a click, a television turned on, and the same man appeared holding a bright green carton full of frog's legs.
"Hello, I'm Lionel Luthor." The television Lionel said. "Inviting you to come on down and getting some delicious French Fried Frog Legs right here at the sign of with the bright green legs."
The camera then zoomed out to reveal two plastic frog's legs acting as an arch to the restaurant Lionel was standing in front of.
"Yeash." Clark said in disgust as several blond girls in 50s waitress uniforms came out.
"Sweet mama!" John called out as his mouth began to drool.
"There's cheese legs." The television Lionel went on. "Finger legs. Chili legs, barbecue, or if you want a snack, try a frog leg burger, on a bright green bun."
Lionel took the burger he mentioned and ate some of it.
"Yech." Clark said as John vomited on the ground. "That was terrible! That was the most appalling, disgusting, revolting thing I've ever seen!"
"Yes, I'm a great businessman and a nice guy, but I do lack the skills of a performer, unlike you." Lionel said.
"Say huh?" Clark asked.
"He's right you know." John said. "You are very likable, Clark."
"The kid's right." Lionel said. "You my little friend are gonna do all our television commercials."
"No way." Clark insisted. "I hate frog's legs."
"Now listen, there's five hundred dollars up front in it for you, plus you'd be making this much every year." Lionel said as he held up a huge wad of cash.
"Let's go, John." Clark said as he walked back to the Studebaker.
"Five hundred dollars?" John gaped. He never even knew someone could have five hundred dollars at once. "Would you consider someone like me?"
"JOHN!" Clark shouted, snapping John back to his senses. "Right, sorry. Lost my head."
John and Clark walked back to the Studebaker and took off.
"Hey wait!" Lionel said before the two drove off. "TESS!"
Tess arrived.
"Follow those kids!" Lionel said as Tess got in the car and drove off. "TESS!"
The car drove back to where Lionel was.
"Follow those kids with me in the car!" Lionel called out.
"Sorry boss, I just got so excited!" Tess said. "Hey, how about the kid, isn't he great?"
"Yes, just go!" Lionel shouted.
"But you promised me a reward." Tess pointed out.
"Later Tess, now follow that car!" Lionel said as Tess drove off, with Lionel falling into his seat.
And so the chase begins!