Clark had to admit he was rather curious about what Lois wanted to talk about. Especially where Draco was concerned. What was that guy's angle? His family reminded him of the Luthors at times. Though.. Draco had been a bit different for some time now. That meant one of two things; he was either playing everyone like a fiddle and had a secret plan, or? Something had happened here that caused a drastic change. But Clark was the sort to believe in people. To inspire them, to shine from the darkness like a beacon of hope. Could he have been responsible for a change? He was not certain. But he did think that anyone was worth giving a second chance.
He had definitely missed seeing Lois. Sort of. He had seen her a lot back home, but once he was here, he just had to see her again. There was so much to show her. And he certainly wanted her to see him like this. So he had changed into the suit. Yes. THAT suit. He took off from the hotel roof, hovering just above the cabins, where... ah. He saw her then. He was right up in the sky, blue and red tights, the boots, flowing red cape in the wind, the El family crest symbol on his chest. He quickly descended and stayed in midair a few feet from the ground. "Surprise," he said with a smile, red-booted feet touching down on the pavement. "My father gave me this. Actually... Mom made it first. You were right about it being better in technicolor. So, you said something about Draco and other plans?"