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Clark is in a sickeningly good mood. There may be whistling. It's probably not because he's restocking the kitchen cupboards with the latest canned goods obtained in town earlier.

He may or may not tell you actually why, depending on who you are and how you ask.

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Eden takes a moment to marvel at someone who's apparently never played an 80s edition of anything - then feels old - then shakes her head, ever so disappointed.

"Kids today. Are you too busy with your Wii and your Internet to learn your history?"

Clark wasn't even on the planet until 1989.

"Wii?" No, he never had video games. That was Pete's job, but since he moved away, Clark's education in mindless entertainment has taken a nosedive. "We were a little behind the times. You could barely get wireless out here until last year."

He should tell Eden that! She'd stop feeling like an old (spinster, her stepmother would say) maid.

"It's some Nintendo thing. I've seen a few ads." Her shrugs and facial expression says and that's about all I care to know.

An eyebrow raises and she gives a low whistle. "And now I remember why I moved away from a town like this."

"It has its charms," he replies with a smile, though that fades just a little. "Did, anyway."

But he brushes that thought off and his happiness returns. "So, you busy this afternoon?"

"There was a cloud I was planning to watch, but I think it can keep."

"Good. You want to take that trip into Metropolis then?"

"I'd love to." She glances over at the door to the stairs.

"If I find a place that works for me, would you mind going back later? I want to check out the lay of the land, first."

Eden has some people to talk to before she formally moves out.

"Yeah, sure. I go down often enough anyway." Oh look, he's smiling again. "Probably be spending more time there myself, anyway."

"Whyever for?"

Judging from the smile on Eden's face, she's got an idea or two.

"There's someone I'll be visiting frequently." He hopes.

Eden's smile grows, eyes shining as she's momentarily struck with a rainbows and puppies sort of feeling.

She quickly brings herself back to Earth. "Details, pretty please," she requests with an impish smile.

Clark raises a wary eyebrow. "Details? Like what?"

"Oh, you know - their superpowers, weaknesses, darkest secrets....

"Or--" Eden almost says 'her', but stops herself, because she doesn't want to assume, "-- a name would be nice."

"Oh, right." Clark is sort of out of practice with this. Can you tell, Eden? "Chloe. I knew her back where I come from and we've been able to get reacquainted here."

Yes. Reacquainted.

"She doesn't have any superpowers, though. Unless you count snark and reporting."

Eden listens, chuckling at Chloe's superpowers.

"That's amazing that you found her again."

It would happen to someone like Clark, wouldn't it? Eden forces the bitter feelings away from her face - her expression remains polite and interested.

"Has she been here to the house? Maybe I've seen her."

"Well, I kind of went looking for her. It's not really all that easy for me not to know where she is." Not that he's immediately offering up an explanation as to why.

"A couple of times, but the first time I took her out for coffee and the second time she just met Lucy. I think."

Eden looks a bit surprised. "Wow - that's dedication. How'd you know where she was?" Worth noting is the fact that Eden thinks Chloe is from Clark's world and happened to wind up here like the rest of them.

"I can hear her," he shrugs. That really is the easiest explanation. "Not that she knew who I was, but we got over that."

Eden: still surprised. Also impressed. "Woah. ...That's so romantic." She beams quietly.

Before her expression falls to puzzlement: "She didn't know who you were?"

"It is?" Clark looks skeptical. He's just so used to being able to hear Chloe somewhere in the background he hardly thinks about it anymore. Unless it's not there.

"She's from here," he explains. "We never met in this... world. Of course I didn't know that until I found her and sort of hugged her right off the bat. That was kind of awkward."

"Of course it is," Eden tells him. "You can hear her voice out of millions. How's that not the sweetest thing in the world?"

At the explanation, Eden's puzzlement smooths over into a look of comprehension. "Oh, yeah, I bet. Wow. An alternate universe friend."

Eden isn't terribly weirded out - Clark seems to be taking it okay - and she's most pointedly not thinking of Gabriel.

"Well, I don't do it on purpose," he shrugs. "It just sort of happens. Anyway, yeah, it's sort of weird, because I have all these memories of her and she doesn't, but it seems to be working out." In the major-makeout session way.

"So. Metropolis. You ready?"

"I'm glad," Eden tells him sincerely. Seems like there are a lot of ways a relationship like that could end badly.

"Sure am." And she moves to the door.

Clark watches her, amused.

"I was thinking my way might be faster."

Eden glances back at him--

-- oh, right, superhuman everything.

She cannot keep up with all your powers, Clark!

Sheepishly she mutters, "Ah. Right."