"I dunno. He's not the man behind the invention of sugar cookie cake," and Lois was smiling just a little as she said it.

Clark shook his head playfully and opened his mouth to say something before cocking his head the way he always did when he heard something far off.

"...I may need to cut lunch a little short. There's a situation in Opal City."

He gave Lois a kiss to the temple and shot a smile over at Jim.

"I'll probably head home after this and get my article sent in on-- well, you'll see. Gotta fly."

And Clark suddenly just wasn't there, the only evidence of his passing in the soft puff of air he left behind. He'd even grabbed (and almost certainly disposed) of his garbage.