Virgil hadn't really touched his food yet. For whatever reason he just didn't have much of an appetite. Dealing with creeps did that sometimes. He shouldn't be to surprised. "D.J.A.M." He corrected as he pulled away the headphones and placed the ipod aside.
He hadn't actually expected to see Clark in the literal two minutes, he forgot he was a speedster like Bart. Everyone had super speed these days, he couldn't help but want it too. Of coarse his powers were good..he could stop them even if they decided to try and run. Magnetism did that.
He was mostly just playing with his food, poking at it with his fork. Unsure how to word things without sounding mean, or harsh.