"Coffee beans, money...what next?" At least he wouldn't be the one paying up this time. Clark liked his coffee well enough, but Lois was the one who kept it in plentiful stock. He folded his arms and leaned back against the wall behind him as Lois made her call, mind turning over all the information they'd pieced together so far. He was wondering why the kid that they'd just spoken with had dropped by the alley that they'd been investigating when he distinctly heard Lois say something about her clothes. He did his best not to glare at the phone in her hand, knowing well enough that this Phil, whoever he was, wouldn't see much if he did.
As soon as Lois was finished with her call, Clark shifted up to look at the addresses. "Now we're getting somewhere," Clark said determinedly, already working at pairing up the addresses with his memory in an attempt to figure out if he knew where any of them were. "We can probably sweep all three tonight if we move quick enough." And that was exactly what they had to do. The quicker they were, the quicker they put a stop to all of this.
Unfortunately, that also meant that Clark would have to figure out how to permanently stop everything, too. The odds of him being able to talk those monsters into easing their way into a friendly surrender and changing their ways forever probably weren't too low in a realistic world, right?
"Are you sure you want to come with me on this one?"