Chloe hung up the phone with pure excitement written all over her face. She knew this would be fun, she always loved the thrill of a chase after a good story. And the reason why a billionaire was going through a coed's stuff had to be somewhat of juicy story. Chloe rummaged through her files looking for some kind of clue which file Bruce was looking at. She looked at her most recent file about the 33.1 and then her phone rang.
"Come sta, mi amiga?"
"Hey, Andrea what's up?"
"I was wondering if I can get your help with something."
"Again, so soon? Aren't you still hung over from our last girls' night out?"
"Who me? Never. Look it's about last night, my little compadre Nick, I caught up to him. And he's being followed."
"Well, we did break him out of a lab, some sodu scientist jerks are probably pissed. Or it could just be Lex's hench men. So what do you need my help for?"
"We found some kind of tracking device on him and wondered if you could do your wizard computer magic and trace it."
"Oh, sure if you can bring it over soon. I got a date."
"Ooooo really? Did Clark finally grow a pair and ask you out?"
Chloe laughed, "Yeah right. No but Bruce Wayne asked me out. Heard of him?"
"Bruce Wayne? Oh isn't he that quasizillionaire from Gotham?"
"Ah, yeah, I guess."
"Wow, I heard he was hot? Is he hot?"
"He's not to be bad."
"Not to bad?"
"Ok, so he's gorgeous."
"Ok, I'll be right over and I'll help you look fabulous and you can help me track down nicks Stalker."
"Sure, I'm a multitask kinda girl." Chloe hung up smiling with excitiment.