Author: Minnie
Rating: PG
Fandom:  Smallville
Category: Gen - Chloe, Lex
Notes:   Please do not archive elsewhere without permission.  It took a while but here's the final part of the Chloe trilogy (including
Word Games and Keeping Score). It's Lex's turn on the hot seat.  No narrative, just dialogue.   For my sister who's still waiting for that Clark/Chloe fic.
Archive Date:  6/22/2003




"Lex! What are you doing here?"

"Visiting my favorite reporter."

"You don't have a favorite reporter.  In fact, the last time I checked, you didn't like reporters."

"You shouldn't believe everything you read, Chloe."

"That's not exactly a ringing endorsement for my profession."

"Most of the people in your profession twist the truth to their purposes."

"And I'm sure
you've never done that."

"Sarcasm suits you."

"Thank you.  I've been looking for something that'd go with my red shoes. So, why are you here?"

"I'm looking for Clark."

"Oh. 
Really?"

"Smug is a good look on you too.   Is there something I should know about?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

"Not really."

"What's the first word you think of when I say sex?"

"Excuse me?"

"Sex.  First word."

"Is that a hint to where Clark is?"

"No, I'm just curious."

"You know what they say about curiosity.  It -- "

"Kills?  Really, Lex, I expected more from you than a cliche."

"As I did with you.  I expected a reply, not word association.   Surely you can do better than that?"

"You always do that."

"Do what?"

"Answer a question with a question."

"It's a gift.  You still haven't told me where Clark is."

"You didn't answer my question."

"I don't see the point."

"Does there always have to be a point?"

"Yes. Otherwise, it's a waste of time."

"Yet here you are, talking to me about cliches. Isn't that a waste of time?"

"Touche. I didn't come for an interview, I came looking for Clark."

"This isn't an interview."

"You're a reporter. You asked me a question. Even if this didn't start out as an interview, it's turning into one."

"Occupational hazard."

"Hmph.  People can't help what they are."

"Care to elaborate? For curiosity's sake, of course."

"I hate stating the obvious."

"Lex, you may be a lot of things but obvious is not one of them. You're a mystery."

"Given your knack for solving mysteries, I'd say I was next on your list.  Forgive me if I'm not very forthcoming. I'm not exactly interested in becoming the center attraction on your wall.  Or your next headline."

"Sorry, that space's reserved for the 6-pound mutant potato.   And the Torch's next headline's focusing on the questionable nutritional value of the cafeteria's latest Mystery Meat." 

"I must say I've never been supplanted by meat."

"The reading public's very fickle.  Gotta keep their interest. You know, I'm still waiting for an answer to my question."

"So am I."

"You could keep this up all day, couldn't you?"

"
We could."

"I'd love to do that but I've got a class.   There's this thing called attendance teachers seem to like.  Come on, Lex. Humor me.  Sex.  One word."

"You're quite tenacious."

"It's a gift."

"One that serves you well, I imagine."

"Not at this particular moment."

"Goodbye, Chloe.  Tell Clark I was looking for him."

"Lex, wait! Off the record, I promise!"

"I thought you said this wasn't an interview."

"It's not.  I just need personal confirmation on a theory of mine." 

"This theory of yours wouldn't happen to have anything to do with me and Clark, would it?"

"It doesn't have anything to do with bunnies or bright lights, I can tell you that."

"Rabbits are involved?"

"Never mind.   You going to answer me soon or do we go on another round of Twenty Questions?"

"Destiny."

"What?  But.  I don't think that's what you meant to say."

"You can read minds now?"

"Not yet.  But wait a few weeks and I'll probably get sucked into a meteor field and come out with ESP."

"I'll be sure to alert the press."

"That would be going against character now, wouldn't it?"

"Alexander the Great employed the element of surprise during his battles.  He won, simply because he didn't do what his enemies expected him to do." 

"He must have done a lot of misdirection then."

"He did whatever it took to win."

"Now that we've concluded this little history lesson, which was interesting in a very non-sequitor way, can I get back to -- destiny?  Destiny's your answer?"

"Yes."

"Why destiny?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

"Not really."

"I'll leave you to ponder that mystery then.  Goodbye, Chloe."

"Bye, Lex.   Damn.  I lost that round."


-End-









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