Chloe, Lois, and Clark were at the Daily Planet, sitting around Chloe's desk. The police had taken their statements and they had turned in the story.
"So how does it feel to have helped write a professional story?" Chloe asked Clark.
"What are you talking about?" Clark asked. "I always help you and Lois write your stories."
"Somebody has a big head," Lois said with a smile.
Clark took a moment to glare at her.
"But you've never helped with the wording before," Chloe pointed out. "So have you been bitten by the journalistic bug yet?"
"I don't know," Clark answered.
"Wow, that's the first time you haven't said no," Chloe remarked. "You're making progress."
"Not everyone has to be a journalist, Chloe," Lois said. "I'd prefer not to travel in the same circles as Smallville. I bet you're feeling very smug, Cuz."
"Why?" asked a perplexed Chloe.
"You were right. You got the story first by hacking into Alberto's computer."
"Well, my way didn't turn out to be less dangerous, did it? One minute I was at the Daily Planet viewing my success and the next minute somebody had a gun jutting from their pocket and he's telling me to come along. The other gang had apparently been trying to hack into his computer and traced where my computer was. And when it came to writing the story, you and Clark added a very interesting angle by being a part of the story. Also, we'd probably be dead right now or the gangs would have escaped if Clark hadn't timed calling the police just right and he wouldn't have been there to do that if you hadn't taken the job in the first place."
"Yeah, I guess. It's definitely the largest number of arrests at once that Metropolis has had in years. It was nice to have played a part in causing it."
"You wouldn't think there'd be a very high crime rate in Metropolis now," Clark said.
"You're an optimist," Lois told Clark. "As long as there is humanity on earth, there will be crime."
"And you're a pessimist. The more advances there are, the less crime."
"In a fantasy world maybe," Lois retorted.
"Guys! I'm really not in the mood for one of your arguments right now," Chloe complained. "Where do you want to celebrate? The team of Sullivan, Lane, and Kent has to do something to mark their first official article together."
"I think you mean the team of Lane, Sullivan, and Kent," Lois said.
"No, she means the team of Kent, Lane, and Sullivan," Clark said.
Before they could resolve who came first in the team name, the phone on Chloe's desk rang.
"Uh-huh…uh-huh…I'll be sure to tell them," Chloe said and then she hung up the phone.
"What?" Clark and Lois asked simultaneously.
"That's the new editor. I think you remember him, Clark. It's Perry White. Anyway, he's been hiring a lot of fresh faces around here. In his words, "If we're going to become the top circulated paper in the world, we need some new talent.'"
"You mean he wants to hire us?" Lois asked.
"Yes, but it's conditional. He wants you two to bring in one more story before he makes up his mind and it's got to be without any help at all from me. You're not going to like the assignment."
"What is it?" Lois asked. "I'll do anything if it means a job at the Planet. I'll get increased pay and respectability. What is it?"
"I'm not sure I want to jump into another story so soon," Clark told them.
"Oh, don't be a baby," Lois said. "You need a job, don't you?"
"I'm still taking classes."
"But it's still summer. You've got time before it starts back up and I'm sure this Perry White will be willing to work with you when it does. What's the story, Chloe?"
Chloe smiled. It was too funny. She knew there would be cries of protest once she told them, but she didn't think it would be impossible to talk them into it. "It's another undercover story." She waited for their reaction.
"And?" Lois asked, impatiently.
"Okay here goes," Chloe said. "Perry wants you to go under cover as a wife and a husband."
There was complete quiet for a few moments, as they processed this information and then Lois stood up and said, "Come on, Clark. Let's go find out who's hiring for a maid and a butler."