Lana let her eyes explore the area before a certain man caught her attention. At first, for the smallest moment of time, she thought it was Clark, but Clark wouldn't be there. He was back in Kansas, doing what he did best: saving lives and inspiring the inhabitants of Metropolis as the Red-Blue Blur.

Still, she watched him, a bit amazed at the similarities: the height, the build, the little bit of flannel peeking from underneath his jacket. She had the urge to approach him, but she didn't. She was the last thing he needed.