Later, at home Clark reflects on his disappointment:
"Oh. Why does everyone reject me? Could Lex be right, am I boring?" After thinking about the possibility of him being boring for about 17 minutes Clark walked to the café place where he hangs out. He saw Pete sitting at a table and walked over.
"Pete," he remarked, "I wasn't expecting to see you here."
Clark then began to shift uncomfortably from foot to foot for several minutes. Finally Pete said, "Look Clark, if there's somewhere else you'd like to be just go!" In a dash Clark was gone. "Thank God," muttered Pete, who was actually more boring that Clark could ever dream of being but didn't realize it.
Back at the Luther Mansion Lex tries, suavely, in vain to forget about what Clark said:
"OH SWEET JUMPING CHRIST! Why can't I gouge out my mind's eye?" Lex yelled into his mirror. "God, I feel like I've been molested by a creepily honest Boy Scout. I mean, for Christ's sake, he actually said, 'honesty is the best policy.' What the hell is that? I mean, come on!" Just then he tripped over a random electrical cord coming out of the wall. "What?! Is that cord even attached to anything?" He asked, suavely.
