Clark's friend Chloe walks up the stairs, and she certainly seems a lot bigger than the last time he saw her. He stands at her feet and gazes straight up at her, trying to figure out what he should do.
"Clark? Where you hiding?" her defeaning voice calls out. The super-hearing is definitely not necessary at the moment.
Something on a nearby table catches Chloe's eye. Ever curious, she walks over to check it out, which Clark is a bit concerned about, considering the fact that he had left pictures of some Kryptonian hieroglyphics on that very table.
He may be small, but he's still got his super-speed and other powers. He leaps straight up, but the tabletop is now so relatively high that he doesn't quite make it all the way. Instinctively, rather than plummet back down to the floor, he latches onto Chloe's jeans and clings on right around the outside of her thigh.
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