Martha: [To Clark] So, this is your little secret. You’re taking her to the Prom, aren’t you?
Clark: [He snorts] Lois?
Lois: Mrs. Kent, a lot of things are possible in this world, but there will be a man on Mars before Clark and I go to Prom together.
Martha: So what, u two just get together and mack, but keep it on the down-low in public?
Clark: [Embarrassed] Mom!
Lois: I don’t mean to be rude, Mrs. Kent, but, uh, did u crack open the cooking sherry?
Martha: Of course not! I’m just super-pumped about Prom.
Lois: [Smiling] How do I look?
Clark: [Unsure] Looks like you’re going to the Prom.
Lois: I am. [She comes down the stairs] And you’re taking me! I’m not going to let u sit around moping all night while your parents go out and do the electric boogaloo all night. It’s gonna be fun.
Clark: [Shaking his head] No, I’m not going.
Lois: Massive re-strategy. You’re going to your senior Prom whether u like it of not. End of discussion. Put on your tux.
Clark: Lois, wasn’t this not in the realm of possibilities?
Lois: Anything is possible, Clark. Anything.
Lois: [Ecstatic] Isn’t this amazing? Oh, aren’t u so glad u came, Clark? We are gonna have so much fun!
Clark: Okay, Lois, u got me here. u can stop laying it on.
Lois: I’m gonna go get some punch.
Lois: Clark! Clark! It’s called an escort for a reason.
Lois: What the hell am I doing in a dress, and what the hell am I doing at your Prom?
Clark: [ Realizing. ] Oh, no.
Lois: Did u pin that on me?
Clark: I’ll explain later, Lois.
Lois: A little close to the boob, don’t u think?
Lois: [To Clark] Okay, Smallville. I clicked my heels together three times and nothing happened. Better tell me what’s going on.
Clark: Listen, Lois—
Lois: Your parents filled me in. Apparently some girl named Dawn was possessing me.
Clark: Yeah, well, that’s the short version.
Lois: Yeah, well, that’s the last time I’ll ever do my hair.
Clark: Look, I’m sorry u got pulled into all of this.
Lois: Don’t worry about it. I never quite made it to my senior Prom. But the stempel, punch could use a little kick.
Clark: u know, I was thinking since u did get all dressed up and u came here with me… u should at least get a dance out of it.
Lois: Chivalry noted, but I’m not the one u want to dance with, Clark. She is.
Lois: You’re headed for Metropolis. u are destined to be a big shot reporter at the Daily Planet. Do u really picture Clark Kent being able to keep up with you?
[Chloe thinks about it for a moment]
Chloe: u know, Lois, I think Clark might have a lot meer to offer than u realize.
Lois: I wouldn’t bet on it.
Clark: [He snorts] Lois?
Lois: Mrs. Kent, a lot of things are possible in this world, but there will be a man on Mars before Clark and I go to Prom together.
Martha: So what, u two just get together and mack, but keep it on the down-low in public?
Clark: [Embarrassed] Mom!
Lois: I don’t mean to be rude, Mrs. Kent, but, uh, did u crack open the cooking sherry?
Martha: Of course not! I’m just super-pumped about Prom.
Lois: [Smiling] How do I look?
Clark: [Unsure] Looks like you’re going to the Prom.
Lois: I am. [She comes down the stairs] And you’re taking me! I’m not going to let u sit around moping all night while your parents go out and do the electric boogaloo all night. It’s gonna be fun.
Clark: [Shaking his head] No, I’m not going.
Lois: Massive re-strategy. You’re going to your senior Prom whether u like it of not. End of discussion. Put on your tux.
Clark: Lois, wasn’t this not in the realm of possibilities?
Lois: Anything is possible, Clark. Anything.
Lois: [Ecstatic] Isn’t this amazing? Oh, aren’t u so glad u came, Clark? We are gonna have so much fun!
Clark: Okay, Lois, u got me here. u can stop laying it on.
Lois: I’m gonna go get some punch.
Lois: Clark! Clark! It’s called an escort for a reason.
Lois: What the hell am I doing in a dress, and what the hell am I doing at your Prom?
Clark: [ Realizing. ] Oh, no.
Lois: Did u pin that on me?
Clark: I’ll explain later, Lois.
Lois: A little close to the boob, don’t u think?
Lois: [To Clark] Okay, Smallville. I clicked my heels together three times and nothing happened. Better tell me what’s going on.
Clark: Listen, Lois—
Lois: Your parents filled me in. Apparently some girl named Dawn was possessing me.
Clark: Yeah, well, that’s the short version.
Lois: Yeah, well, that’s the last time I’ll ever do my hair.
Clark: Look, I’m sorry u got pulled into all of this.
Lois: Don’t worry about it. I never quite made it to my senior Prom. But the stempel, punch could use a little kick.
Clark: u know, I was thinking since u did get all dressed up and u came here with me… u should at least get a dance out of it.
Lois: Chivalry noted, but I’m not the one u want to dance with, Clark. She is.
Lois: You’re headed for Metropolis. u are destined to be a big shot reporter at the Daily Planet. Do u really picture Clark Kent being able to keep up with you?
[Chloe thinks about it for a moment]
Chloe: u know, Lois, I think Clark might have a lot meer to offer than u realize.
Lois: I wouldn’t bet on it.