Alpha Peter / Super Guy
Despite his initial skepticism, Clark had found this dance party to be quite amusing. As someone who was often a spectator, and as someone who observed people for a living, he found this place fascinating. Mostly because he'd never been around this many super powered people getting along and having a good time. Back home, aliens hid away or were bad guys. He kept Kara at a distance so she could a) be safe and b) grow up to be her own person. But here? Here it was different. Here...it was almost like being normal. And at a frat party. Or what he imagined what a frat party would be like.
He'd even managed to mingle with a few new people. So, go him. This was progress. He'd even partook in some of that space beer and that was not bad. In fact, for the first time, Clark felt...buzzy. Definitely not drunk. He'd seen drunk. Heard drunk. But he felt... Well, he wasn't entirely sure what word to use to describe his current state. Eventually, though, the spider person he'd met came into view. Peter, he reminded himself. So, casually, he weaved through the crowd of people and placed a hand on the man's shoulder and gave it a squeeze.
"Having a good time?" he asked -- talking above the music.