"What are you talking about now?"

"You said that you've only done this once before," Lana said in a loud whisper as she held up her index finger for emphasis. "Alicia and Chloe make two, buddy." Lana crossed her eyes in frustration before returning her gaze to Clark. He was now looking at her, directly into her eyes.

"Lana it's all really complicated," Lana's temperature heightened with his use of the dreaded word...complicated. "Neither of them were supposed to know. It just sort of happened when I was trying to help."

"Ok, I've decided that I'm going to look past all of the years that you lied to me because I lo- um, want to understand you." Lana cursed inwardly. She'd almost let the L-word slip. "But I'm just going to ask you one more question alright?" Lana softened her tone and waited for Clark to give her a sign, anything so that she could continue.

"Alright," Clark anxiously pushed some food into his mouth as he waited for Lana's question.

"If I wouldn't have seen you that day, would you have told me at all?" Lana latched her hands onto the napkin again and began wringing the life out of it. "Answer me honestly, even if the answer isn't the one that I want to hear."

"Lana I," Clark didn't want to say that to her. It was sure to just make her even more angry with him.

"Just answer me honestly Clark and I promise that I won't hold a grudge for your dishonesty in the past." Lana took a bite of her food and waited for Clark's answer. Deep down inside, she knew the answer but it wasn't real until she heard it from his mouth.

"No," Clark whispered. "The answer to your question is 'no'." Clark hesitated before adding, "I'm sorry." Lana bowed her head and didn't say anything for a few seconds. In a certain aspect, she was glad that was his answer. She already knew that it was and him telling her the truth felt good. However, it still hurt to know that he wasn't originally planning to enlighten her.

"Don't apologize for honesty Clark." Lana swallowed hard and then set her napkin down next to her plate. "Now that everything about the past is said and done and there are no hard feelings, you might as well just lay it on me." Lana tried to smile as best she could, but Clark saw right through it.

"I've been thinking about it and the only way to tell you, is to show you." Clark set his fork down next to his plate and waited for Lana to say something. When she didn't, he realized that she was under the impression that he was going to show her right now. "No, I mean...I don't mean show you right now."

"When Clark?" Lana pulled at a piece of her hair as she waited for Clark's answer.

"Well, it's going to take a while." Lana rolled her eyes. She believed that Clark was giving her another one of his ever so infamous excuses. "I would show you tonight but we still have that party and everything." Clark prayed that she would believe him. He had come too far for her to just get fed up with him now.

"What about after?" Lana asked with a light smile. She wanted Clark to feel at ease, even if she didn't. "We only have to make an appearance," Lana told a little white lie. They were actually supposed to sit in the hot tub together for the entire night as a tradition but they could leave early if say, an emergency were to randomly and conveniently come up.

"No, Savannah said that we are supposed to stay there for the whole night right after she insisted that I bring a bag with me." Clark stood up as the waiter arrived with their coats. After slipping into his, he offered Lana his arm and the couple walked out together.

"What kind of bag?" Lana asked suspiciously.

"An overnight bag I guess," Clark said with a shrug as he made himself comfortable in his seat.

"That little pervert..." Lana whispered to herself. "But you know, we don't really have to stay for the whole night." Lana still held tightly onto his arm as she snuggled up to his body. "We just have to get pictures taken and we can leave." Lana purposely shivered against him.

"Cold?" Clark asked sarcastically. Lana nodded and he put his arm around her shoulders in an attempt to warm her up.

"I've got it, we can say that your mom is sick or something." Lana smiled to herself as she rested her head on Clark's shoulder.

"I don't want to lie."

"Didn't stop you before." Clark stiffened up and made Lana feel bad for saying it. After all, she had just gotten done talking about how she wouldn't hold a grudge.

"Ouch, I guess I deserved that one."

"Let me handle it Clark and then I'm all yours." Lana squeezed her arm in between his back and the seat in attempt to both make herself more comfortable and touch him. "Where are we going anyway?" She inhaled deeply and smiled to herself. Was it that french food making her all warm and fuzzy inside or was it him? As Lana began to think about the french food, she pictured Savannah speaking poor french in her southern accent, "Le nourittour de l'amour" as she would say.

"First we have to go to Smallville and-"

"Clark that's hours away!" Lana exclaimed as she jumped away from Clark.

Clark gave Lana a bit of an awkward glance before saying, "not the way I get there."