"Chinese works," he agreed. "We could also try the burger joint up the street if the Chinese gets old." One good thing about staying in a motel near a busy part of the city was the proximity of food places. There were also bars, which was a vice he was trying to avoid giving into too much at the moment. Maybe he subconsciously knew getting so drunk he started spewing off at the mouth was a bad idea, especially considering one of the things he could spew involved knowing Buffy. Yeah, bleeding and in pain was the best way to wake up from a night of drinking. Not.
"Yeah, that'd be the one." He never thought he'd be looking to movies for actual survival skills, but apparently they were a good primer for containing radioactive alien rocks. He made a mental note to rewatch a couple movies, just in case their subjects showed up. The Terminator movies, Predator, and the Alien films. Sure, it was probably paranoid, but he wanted to be ready just in case.
He really didn't disagree with her about how hard this was to believe. But he'd seen the kryptonite. Even a master of rationalization and logic would be hard pressed to disbelieve kryptonite in the flesh.
That got his attention. One eyebrow rose as he considered what she'd just said. "Why wouldn't they want to see you?" He thought about it a little more, and added, "And if they make an issue out of it, they can tell it to my upraised middle finger. We both figured out where it was, we both have every right to be there when it gets turned in." Flipping off Superman. The surreality would never cease. Not that he really thought he'd have to flip anybody off. Of all people, Clark seemed least likely to be hostile towards them. Then again, Pike only really knew him from the Superman stuff he'd seen.