Clark flickered for a moment before he was tugging on his own clothes, a button up shirt in a deep blue and a pair of slacks. His cuffs were rolled up to bare his forearms, but he did tuck his shirt in neatly before he rubbed at his cheeks. He still looked scruffy, yet a glance at Bruce's mirror said it wasn't a bad look on him.

"Ahh, I see. You're a Wonder Woman man. Prefer getting saved by beautiful Amazonian royalty," Clark teased as he ran a hand through his hair to neaten it up.