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Clark wasn't a fan of bars. Not that he hadn't been to his fair share. He had, after all, gone to college. But, he supposed, he found little joy in something that didn't do much for him. If anything, it was nice to be around good company while those he cared about knocked back a few. There had been more than a few times where he'd been the sober buddy. The doofy persona he sometimes played up lent itself to that, anyway. Still, in a small town like this, with not much else to do, and only one person that he knew (so far), it seemed like a good idea at the time.
His wardrobe options were limited. Showing up in the cape seemed a bit much. So, he opted for a pair of jeans, a tight blue-t-shirt that he sometimes wore as an undershirt, and his work boots. He'd spent his time here just trying to get the lay of the land. By nature, Clark was shy. Hell, for most of his school life, he'd had to make himself small so that he could fit in and fade into the background, so that was something he was used to, so as he got to know his surroundings, he studied the people around him. So far, most of the people in this place were what most people would call heroes. He'd yet to find a villain. Well, save a few questionable people. But he was never one to judge too quickly if he could help it.
He didn't have much in the way of coats or jackets. Last time he'd been with his cousin, he hadn't been there for very long. So, he felt slightly self-conscious as he entered the bar. Maybe it was just the whole meeting new people jitters he often got in new places. He saddled up to a table and studied the room. Kara had told him about multiverse but he wasn't sure if he actually believed her. Now, though, he couldn't exactly argue. Though, so far, most of the people seemed to come from their own specific multiverse. None from his own. He wasn't sure whether to be relieved or not. He'd been lost in thought when someone had joined him. So much for that super hearing, huh?
He blinked and glanced over in young Tony's direction. "Uh, hi." He offered him a flash of that farm boy smile. "Nice to meet you." He pushed the glasses that sat on the bridge of his nose up just a bit.