Clark stared out the window as he waited, occasionally stealing glances to his left. Clark's eye brows furrowed as he gawked out the windows. They were in a part of town that was very unfamiliar to him. Exactly where was she taking him? He'd probably be lucky if he didn't end up in a bath tub full of ice sans one of his kidneys. "Uh Lana, where exactly is this place?" he asked nervously.

"We're almost there, they have the best food ever there. Patience is a virtue C.K." Lana dismissed his brooding mood as she finally pulled into a parking lot. "Don't worry, I come here all the time." Lana cut the engine and hopped out of her large car, waiting for her large companion to follow. "Come on Clark," she commanded. Clark whined and did as he was told. Lana pushed a button on her key ring and then held her arm out to Clark. "Shall we?" Clark reluctantly took her arm in his and let her lead him to his lunch.

"Clark, you are so the girl." Lana started laughing as she stopped walking.

"What?"

"Right now, you're being the girl and I'm being the guy. Because, I'm the one escorting you and you're all worried and such. It's quite entertaining." Clark grabbed her arm in his and then lead her up to the entrance.

"Who's the chick now?" he asked with a cocky grin. "What kind of restaurant is this exactly?" Clark asked as he looked around the large restaurant that had many tables all around a central food bar that had a conveyor belt with small plates all over it.

"Oh I didn't tell you? We're at Neon East...Metropolis's best kept secret for sushi lovers." Lana beamed as she dragged him over to one of the small tables.

"Sushi?" All of the color instantly drained from Clark's face as he sat down. "Lana, sushi as in raw fish sushi with little seaweed and crap?" Clark glared at her as he waited for an explanation.

"No, actually sushi refers to the rice in it. Don't worry Clark, you'll love it." Lana smiled at him as a voice came through the small speaker sitting next to their table and asked in japanese 'what would you like?'. Lana answered back in japanese and all of this completely shocked Clark.

"You know japanese?" Clark asked as he tried to close his agape mouth.

"Well yeah, my mom is japanese." Lana stated like a common everyday fact.

"Oh, so what did you order?" Clark asked as he played with his chopsticks.

"Well for me I ordered Sashimi for now, I know you'd hate it if you're a lightweight. It's what you'd call an acquired taste, so I just got you some California rolls and Rainbow rolls." Lana was obviously unfazed by the stunned looks that Clark was giving her.

"Rolls? Ok, I can deal with that. You mean like bread right?" A small smile of relief appeared on Clark's face as he waited for her to answer him.

"No silly, like rolled sushi. Don't worry though, you'll like those kinds. A california roll is just usually tuna or salmon and rice and avacado rolled up and its the same with the rainbow roll except for the fact that it uses more fish and don't worry there's only a little bit of nori underneath of the rice."

"What the hell is that?"

"Um, how can I explain this," Lana tapped her chin in thought. "It's the green seaweed stuff that sushi is usually wrapped in. I know that if you tried it then it would make you sick." Lana laughed to herself at how true her last statement was.

"So when or how do we get this stuff?" Clark asked as he looked around.

"Should be coming up any minute, actually its right behind you." Clark turned around and sure enough three small plates were on their way down the conveyor belt. "Grab them Clark! Those are ours." When Clark didn't do anything, Lana nearly flung herself over the table and grabbed the small plates. "Here, try one." Lana handed him a plate and Clark examined its contents.

"Lana, this looks like rice rolled around garbage." Clark said as he held one of the small rolls up with his hand.

"Just eat it Clark, and it's good. Stop holding it like that! Use your chopsticks!" Lana smacked his hand and gave him a 'do what I said' kind of look. Clark sighed and did as he was told.

"What's the big deal? It's quicker just to grab it with your hands," Clark said as he took a small bite of the 'rice rolled around grabage'.

"Proper etiquette ok? So just do it, no no Clark you're supposed to eat the whole thing, like put the whole thing in your mouth. Like this." Lana reprimanded him as she demonstrated by grabbing a roll with her chopsticks and popping it into her mouth whole. Clark followed suit and popped the entire thing into his mouth.

Clark made a face and muttered, "it's so cold."

"It's supposed to be cold genius," Lana said as she continued to eat her food. After a few more small plates, she was finally finished and satisfied. Clark on the other hand was starving.

"So what did you think?" Lana asked as she got some money out of her purse in order to pay for their, or rather her meal.

"It was um, different." Clark shrugged as he put his hands into his pockets and stood awkwardly.

"Different like how? Different like it was good and I love it or-"

"Definitely not that one, but keep going."

"Ok so then was it different like it was good but I wouldn't have it again or different like where's the nearest McDonald's?" Lana paid and walked out, still waiting for Clark's answer.

"Definitely different like the second one," Clark said as he got into her car and put on his seat belt.

"I can't believe that you didn't like it. So where are we going now?"

"First McDonald's and the rest is up to you," Clark said as he sat back in the seat. "Although, after that, I must admit that I am a bit reluctant to let you take me anywhere."

"Ok fine, we can go to the movies? Let's go see that scary one, what's it called? The Hills Have Eyes or something?" Clark was quite surprised when Lana suggested a horror flick.

After Clark ate what he referred to as 'real food', they were on their way to the cinema. They bought two tickets and then went to get their seats. Not surprisingly, the theater wasn't exactly packed and there were twenty people in there at best all of which were all seated in front. Lana sneakily dragged Clark to the very back of the theater and sat down.

"Why so far away?" he asked with a frown.

"Because like everyone and their mom is up there," Lana said as she propped her feet up on the chair in front of her. Unbeknwonst to Clark she had her own agenda.

"If you say so." Clark plopped down into the chair and made himself comfortable as the couple waited for the previews to begin. "So what's this movie about again?"

"Mutated hillbillies who like eat people and stuff," Lana said as she stared at the screen intently.

"Kinda sounds like Wrong Turn..." Clark mumbled without any enthusiasm or interest. Thirty minutes into the movie about half of the remaining twenty people left and the theater got a lot more quiet except for the sound of the movie. Clark, being able to sleep through anything, decided that now was a good time for a nap. Unfortunately for him, ten minutes into his nap a certain someone noticed that he was sleeping.

"Oh Claa-ark," Lana said as she nudged his arm. When he didn't say anything, she put her hand on his chest and slowly unbuttoned the first two buttons of his polo shirt. He still didn't move, so she took the liberty of slipping her hand inside to touch his collarbone with her fingertips. Feeling bold, Lana leaned over and lightly licked his nose. When he still didn't move Lana blew warm breath on his ear and lightly flicked his earlobe with her tongue.

Clark immediately woke up and almost fell out of his seat. "Lana what are you doing?" Clark was more turned on than startled as he reluctantly pulled away from her.

Ok so I know that was painfully short but it wasn't just filler. That little tid-bit actually had a purpose. Take a gander and see if you can guess what it is.