Dinner with solarsentinel

[chloesullivan]

So maybe Chloe was about fifteen minutes early as she made her way downstairs to meet up with Clark, of course there was no particular reason for that, and of course Clark wouldn't believe her when she told him that, but she didn't really care.

She made her way over to his desk, walking up behind him even if she was pretty sure he knew she was coming.

"Ready to go?"

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[boy-scout.livejournal.com]

"Has anyone ever told you that you're annoying sometimes." That expression, the big, amused smile? So not fair. It's one of those ingrained things about being bffs - whenever Chloe beams at him, he tends to beam back, provided they aren't made at each other. It's the patented Kent smile he automatically directs at the strange brunette.

And then looks both confused and worried when she seemingly loses her balance, stepping forward to help steady the poor woman. "You okay?"

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

That is exactly the smile Chloe was hoping for, quickly letting go of his arm so he can help the woman who obviously didn't know what just hit her. That's the Kent smile effect for you. Just as bad as Kryptonite on poor, unsuspecting humans.

Chloe steps back, watching as the woman thanks Clark, grinning when she notices her face is flushed and she has that 'oh my god, gorgeous guy looking at me, touching my arm' awed look on her face.

The polite thing would be for Chloe to step forward and make sure the woman was okay too, but she doesn't want to interrupt, besides, Clark seems to have it under control.

[boy-scout.livejournal.com]

He does, even if the reason for the woman's slack-jawed stare is beyond him. In fact, after several very long moments of that, he finally steps back, and tries not to look as puzzled as he feels. When the silence threatens to continue, Clark just moves back to Chloe so the stranger can continue on her way.

Well, as much as she can be still staring, along with another couple of people that he hasn't exactly noticed yet. "Right. This city has some strange residents, present company excluded."

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

And as a couple of other women start staring at Clark too, Chloe steps closer, she knows he doesn't really like crowds, especially crowds of drooling women, Clark's weird like that.

"Nice catch," she grins at him then smiles at the woman, who, as expected, doesn't look nearly as pleased anymore, but Chloe was just trying to prove a point, after all.

[boy-scout.livejournal.com]

Clark will probably always be weird like that, simply because he doesn't understand why they stare. With a shrug, he reaches out to drape an arm across her shoulders and get her through the evening crowds.

"Least I could do. Although, I think I irritated her. Can we go eat now? I'm starving." And if Chloe thinks she's paying, good luck to her.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

If she said she didn't enjoy the glare she got, even if just a little, Chloe would be lying. Sure, it's just Clark, but it's still amusing. She does wait for them to be far enough from the woman to say anything though, "you're kidding me, right? She got irritated because I was with you, she would have punched me if she could when you wrapped your arms around my shoulders."

And of course, the best way to reward Clark for his good deeds is food, and conveniently, they are standing right in front of the restaurant, "right here."

[boy-scout.livejournal.com]

"Oh." Wait for it. "Why?" And, since they are here, it's readily apparent Clark wants her to answer inside, seeing as how he's already got the door open so she can walk in and claim their reservation.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Priorities, Chloe knows better than to try to get his attention until they are comfortably sitting at their table and their drinks have been ordered.

Since they are out to celebrate Clark's promotion, Chloe decided that the best place for the occasion would be an all you can eat brazilian style steakhouse she had heard about from their co-workers. All you can eat salad buffet and meat for her best friend with extremely fast metabolism.

"Because I was leaving with you and she thought you were cute, and nice." When you have as many secrets to keep as they do, picking up from where you left a conversation out of the blue becomes perfectly reasonable.

[boy-scout.livejournal.com]

This may possibly be Clark new favorite place ever that isn't the Kent kitchen, judging by the faintly content look settling across his face whenever a waiter walks by with plates of food. He orders whatever the special is, and iced tea, before leaning back in his chair and picking the conversation right back up.

"But that's kind of dumb. She doesn't even know me." Clearly there is some sort of double standard going on here.

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

"C'mon, Clark..." he gets one of the Chloe Sullivan eyerolls, but it was well deserved, she knows Clark is slow when it comes to women, and she has learned to have a lot of patience with him in the subject, but still.

"So you only think women are attractive if you know everything about them?" She knows the answer to that.

[boy-scout.livejournal.com]

"No, I find women attractive all the time, it's just..." He trails off and sips his water, eying her uncertainly across the table. Hell, the big boy scout even fidgets in his chair, as if he suspects she won't like or understand his answer.

"... the more I know about someone, the better I can judge their potential reaction to, uh, things."

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

Please, he needs to give her some credit, Chloe knows exactly what he means, even if she doesn't like it. So while he gets a look from her, he also gets a pat in the hand, because, really, she should have known he would immediately take that route.

"Clark..." She is cocking her head to the side, like she always does when she has to nicely point out to him that he is wrong, "you can find someone attractive and just enjoy having someone find you attractive without having to imagine what life would be like if you had 2.5 kids and were living at the farm." She is pretty sure he won't agree.

[boy-scout.livejournal.com]

He doesn't. Big surprise there. "It's different for almost everyone on the planet, Chlo." Clark very carefully studies the table, knowing better than to even glance up in her direction while he's talking.

"I can't treat romance like a fling. At least not when I'm myself," and she should know what that means, even if he does tend to go after females he's already attracted to as Kal, "and I'm not saying that flings are bad. At all. Two of my closest friends have had them."

He scoots a spoon around the edge of his plate. "Nevermind. Anyway, how have you been lately?"

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

"Who has them?" The question is out of her mouth before she can think about it, because the first name that comes to mind is Oliver's and as far as she knows, he's not really... seeing anyone, not that it's any of her business but...

But anyway, they are not here to talk about herself, so she tries to dismiss the question, "and anyway, I didn't mean a fling, I meant something like you just did, smile at someone who is obviously staring at you, they smile back, you go your separate ways, I think it would make you feel better about yourself." And yes, his question has been ignored.

[boy-scout.livejournal.com]

"You did, with Jimmy, years before you guys got together. And if you guys think I don't know about Lois and that temporary wonder boy editor...."

He finally glances up, watching his best friend intently. "What's wrong."

[chloeas.livejournal.com]

She really wishes she could have hidden the relief from her face, not that it would have mattered because it is Clark and while he may be oblivious to most things, he can read her like no one else, "they are not exactly flings, Clark, you can't know a relationship won't work out if you don't try."

But he's looking at her like he did notice something before, even if it's gone now, "what do you mean?" Nothing is wrong.