The next morning, back at the Kent farmhouse Clark was just sitting down to a wholesome, balanced breakfast when his father walked in with a grim look on his face. "Hi Dad!" Clark said, "What's going on?"

"Well son, your mother told me how Lex said, very rudely, that he hates our family and as I'm deeply prejudiced against the Luthers, I've decided that you're not allowed to see Lex any more. Is that clear?"

"But that's not fair!" Clark whined.

"It's for your own good, I love you Clark and so does your mother."

"It's true," said Martha, who had just wandered into the kitchen.

"Oh alright," said Clark, out loud but in his mind he was thinking, "Yes…forbidden love, how tragic! Just like Lex's life long search for a father figure." All this talk about Lex Luther made Clark wish he could see Lex right then. "I have an idea!" he said.

"What was that?" asked his father, who was still there.

"Oh nothing," replied Clark, slyly. He then said, "I have to go," and in a flash he was gone. The next moment he found himself in a tree outside of Lex's room, "Ah, I have a perfect view of his bedroom!" he exclaimed. He looked in the window and saw Lex standing around gazing in the mirror. "I wish I was that mirror," said Clark, "Then he would truly love me."

Lex had no idea Clark was creepily watching him from one of the trees at that moment…

"Hmm…" said Lex, "I think I'll pour myself some brandy." He went over and poured himself a glass and quickly dropped it when a random servant crashed into him. "I'm surrounded by incompetence!" he exclaimed.

The startled and incompetent servant yelled, "I despise you Lex Luther and I hope your whole family rots in hell! Also, I'd like to kill you!" as he said this he pulled out a gun which was distinctly less shiny than the one that had belonged to Lex before Clark crushed it. He shot it twice but the bullets were intercepted by a speedy Clark Kent. "Oh dash it all!" the servant cried as he departed, never to be seen again.

"Well," said Clark, "I saved your life, how do you like that?"

"Oh yes, very nice. Although I must admit I'm rather flattered."

"Because I saved your life?"

"No, you're Clark Kent; you'd save anything or anybody, given the chance. I'm flattered that that man feels strongly enough about me to want to kill me. I love to inspire passion in people and then not return the favor."

"You inspire passion in me."

"Oh yes, I had forgotten…or maybe I just don't care…hmm, how strange."

"Well, I saved your life," Clark said, trying to get the subject back to where he wanted it, "Don't you think you should return the favor?"

"What? By saving your life? I don't think you need me to."

"No…I had something a little different in mind. Like maybe you could take off your clothes…and dance for me."

Lex was so shocked and disgusted by this suggestion that he wasn't sure if he should laugh, cry, become angry, or meet it with calm indifference. He decided to compromise and so he gave a soft chuckle and fixed Clark with a cold, calculating look. "You're repulsive," he said, suavely and coldly.

Clark seemed frustrated and annoyed and he rushed to Lex's side and began to undress him while pinning him to the wall. When he was almost finished with the undressing he pushed Lex on to the bed and said, "If you won't dance then I suppose we'll have to find something else to do."

"Clark, you'd think you could be a little more original, this is the third time you've tried to do this in the past two or three days. It's getting ridiculous." Lex was trying to appear unaffected by the whole thing but he wasn't sure if it was working because Clark seemed incredibly confident. He was thinking that there was probably no hope when his father, Lionel, walked in. "Oh my God!" he thought, "This is much worse than letting Clark win!" But then he though, "Wait, my father is blind!" He was feeling very relieved until he remembered that Clark was rather on top of him. Then he began to wonder why his father was in his room and why he wasn't saying anything. As he was thinking this Lionel left…apparently he was thinking the same thing.

A solid twenty minutes went by after Lex finished thinking all of these things and then Clark was finished and vanished out the window. Lex decided that he wasn't going to let this bother him and went off to fire the servant who had tried to kill him.