"Huh? Wet? I'm not wet!" 'Oh, now you've done it Clark, go staring at the man's ass then go and hold it longer than you have too. Lex knows!' Clark was stiff and looking Lex in the eye, cheeks red and hair plastered to his forehead.

Lex raised a brow. "You're practically soaking."

Clark looked down. "Oh. Umm, kid. Watergun. It was a Supersoaker." Lex made a mental note to track down the kid and thank him, or at the very least, buy his own Supersoaker.

"Ok. Doesn't matter, its a good look for you." Clark nodded and followed Lex as their host led them to their table. Clark whispered a few words to the powers that be to help him out and not get him even more embarrassed today.

They didn't seem to be listening. "My, my, my." Clark looked up at the man he ran into. The man had leather pants and a tight sheer shirt. The man... boy... manboy seemed gay, stereotypical gay. "Excuse me, do you believe in love at first sight? Cause I'd be happy to walk by again." Clark blushed, but that only appeared to make the manboy like him more.

"Um, I..." Clark looked over to Lex who was grinning, obviously very amused with the situation. Clark suddenly felt the extreme urge to wipe that smug grin away. Ok Clark, let's see what you learned in Drama. "I don't know... maybe if you spin." Clark turned his finger around in a little circle and put his hand under his chin.

The manboy seemed to take this as a compliment and proudly turned for Clark's enjoyment. "Well...?"

Clark grinned. "You're pants are absolutely fabulous. I think all people as tall and good looking as you should have leather pants." The manboy smiled and laughed. Clark spared a quick glance at Lex whose jaw had dropped and he was clearly quite shocked.

By the time Clark was finished having fun and talking to the very nice manboy named Adrian, he had gotten his number and promised to give a call next time he was in town so they could go have coffee.

Clark sat down at the booth Lex was at and put his foot up on the seat. "Ok, so what did we order?"

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