Clark had found that when he was in doubt about Lois and her activities, it was best to always chalk it up to whacky journalistic adventures. As such, it really didn't shock him at all when that was the explanation he was handed in response to Lois and her pole dancing video. She really wouldn't stop at anything to get her hands on the dirt no one else wanted to touch, would she? Clark shook his head, a flicker of amusement quick to follow. “You're pretty crazy, you know that?” Not that Lois being crazy was a bad thing. Most of the time. When she got herself into a situation she couldn't get out of on her own, it was less of an endearing trait and more along the lines of the type of scenario that made Clark want to bash his face through a wall.
"You don't plan on pulling that act a second time, do you? Because some warning in advance would probably be nice. I don't want to end up like the Clark from your world and accidentally walk in on...uh, not that you didn't -" Clark looked away and cleared his throat. " - I just, you know." And, of course, instead of finding a way out of the awkward hole he'd fallen into, Clark had only managed to make it worse. This was supposed to be uncomfortable for Lois, not him. How had that reversed itself so quickly?
"You...seemed like you were having fun." There. Safe answer.
Different question. A definite subject change. Good. If they lingered on that video of Lois much longer, Clark might have slipped up and said something stupid enough to turn this whole trip upside down. They really didn't need that.
What made him happy? Lots of things did. Going to a football game with Kon, playing catch with Krypto back on the farm in Smallville, a quiet day at the Fortress where no trouble was to be found...but those things weren't the type of happy that Lois was looking for. She was looking for something far more specific. Specific enough to make Clark pause thoughtfully as he considered his answer. By the time he came up with one, they were completely clear of Kansas and getting closer to the edge of the country. "This does. Being myself - my real self - and being able to do it around someone that I care about." Clark furrowed his brow. "That probably wasn't the answer you were looking for, was it? It's hard to explain, but...I never used to be able to do this kind of thing with anyone."