Bruce thought about it. He couldn't bring himself to deny the presence of magic in this place. Clearly somebody had turned Clark into this, and it hadn't been done of any natural or scientific means.
"Okay. Say I believe you." He managed to calm down a bit after she stated he'd been left on her doorstep. And she did want to help, after all.
"What do you need money for?" He'd be a fool not to ask. He wouldn't allow himself to be bribed. Not even for Clark. If there was one person in this city that could help him, there would be more. And he could certainly manage to get the statue out of the girl's shop by himself.