❝ Right. Okay. Well, sorry excuses aside. Why are you here, Superman? ❜❜ THE USE OF AN ALIAS WAS POINTLESS. Clark was already here, Alfred invited him in for dinner. In fact, the whole league was invited because he thought I needed to mingle more with friends. So I did. Dinner was over an hour ago, it was nice. Apparently so nice that Clark decided to come back a second time. Even with the flash flood— Ma Kent— and whatever else he had going on. Immediately after the dinner, he watched a movie with me and the kids. TUCKED THEM INTO BED FOR ME. I cleaned the remaining plates, despite Alfred’s insistence. By the time I was done, CLARK WAS GONE. NOW, SOMEWAY, SOMEHOW, he ended up sniffing his way into the Cave. Like a dog with a bone. Even when duty calls.