Clark walked through the doors of the cafe and accidentally bumps into a guy standing inside the entrance.
"Sorry," Clark said shyly adjusting his glasses. "Think I need a new perscription."
He didn't know why he kept up the guise of the bumbling Clark here, most knew who he was here. But he considered it practice. In his world, he was still balancing between The Blur and Clark before he offically stood out in the light as the "savior" of the world.