After the eggs Clark asked Lex if he would like to come over for dinner that night.
Lex said, "Are you sure that would be ok with your parents? They seemed a little mad at me, I mean, your dad tried to kill me."
"He didn't try to."
"He intended to."
"Fair enough, but you leave the parents to me and just come over at six."
"Ok." Lex gave him an incredulous look, "You'd better get to school." After Clark left Lex sat down and began to think about what he had done. 'I'm 'friends' with Clark again,' he thought. 'This is just perfect, I thought I was done with trying not to offend his Midwestern farmer values but now I have to start all over again, earning the Kent's trust.' He sat for a little while, pondering. Then he thought, 'But what would I be if I couldn't do absolutely anything for the sake of revenge? Not a Luthor, that's for sure.' He went off to get some work done.
Later that day Lex set out for the Kent residence. As he was driving he noticed a strange man in the road. The man was waving his arms urgently so Lex pulled over. "What's wrong?" he asked.
"I need a mongoose!" yelled the man.
Lex didn't even bother to respond, he just turned around, got in the car and drove away.
When he arrived at the Kent's he was greeted by Martha's awkward politeness, Jonathan's persistent scowling and Clark's cheerfulness that seemed to be trying to show that there was nothing wrong.
'Wow,' thought Lex, 'If the people in my family were this bad at acting natural when there was something wrong…we wouldn't be the Luthors. Well, I guess they're just used to talking out their problems.'
Just as Lex finished thinking this Martha said, "Well, it seems like there's some thing wrong that we need to talk about."
'Well, there go my hopes for not having to talk to them during dinner,' Lex thought disappointedly. Then he said out loud, "Yes, Mrs. Kent, I agree."
They all sat down around the dining room table and Mrs. Kent put some form of meat and gravy on the table. "What's that?" asked Lex and then added, "It looks delicious."
"Haven't you ever had pot roast?" asked Martha.
"I've never even seen pot roast. I'm a vegetarian."
"Oh really? I didn't know that."
Well, now he was, after seeing "pot roast."
"Yes, It's true."
"So our food isn't good enough for Lex Luthor?" asked Jonathan.
Lex wanted to say that that was exactly it but instead, for the sake of the plan, he said, "I've been a vegetarian so long that if I ate meat I would vomit. I can't break down the proteins."
"Dad, leave him alone," said Clark, who hadn't spoken up until then because he was too busy staring at Lex.
"Clark, why did you invite him?" asked Jonathan angrily.
"Don't bother," said Lex, doing his best to look hurt. "I'll just leave."
"No Lex, stay," pleaded Martha, politely.
Clark broke his Lex induced trance long enough to say, "Yes, stay."
"It's ok Clark, I have work to do any way. Thank you for dinner Mrs. Kent. Mr. Kent."