Clark, physically moving Hal away from Bruce like he's a pestering cat: Sorry, I need him for a second
Hal:
Hal: what the hell--
Bruce: is there a reason you picked Hal up like Alfred the Cat?
Clark: yes :( Bruce, can you give me some parenting advice?
Bruce, contemplating stabbing himself with a batarang: No
Clark: Great! It's about Kon.
Bruce, knowing damn well Kon is his favourite super: go on
Clark: I think he has a crush on this boy who does conspiracy theories on YouTube, -- and he thinks this Bernard kid is a better writer than me, which, hey I won a Pfizer and you can't spell anything without autocorrect, --
Bruce: Clark.
Clark: Right! How do I make him understand I'm skeptical because Bernard is a relatively good writer and not because he's a boy?
Bruce: We had to stop you from ripping out Mike Pence's spine last week
Clark: Come on, Bruce, that doesn't mean anything! Any decent person would do that
Meanwhile:
Kon: What do I do, Cass? You always have the best solutions
Cass:
Kon: Why didn't I think of that sooner! You're the best, Cassie
