I'm so glad I can finally show you I'm--
We're done. Get out.
Whoa, whoa, I reveal that I'm Superman and you --
You just revealed that you've lived a double life the entire time we've been together.
Well, yeah, but... didn't you always have a feeling I was...?
Okay, what's weirder: two people happening to resemble each other, or my honest newspaperman boyfriend and my "Truth Justice and the American Way Emphasis on Truth" superhero fling both not telling me that they're both the same Catfishing sonofabitch?
Oh my god. You tricked me into cheating on you with you. Is that what gets you off?
Is anything you've ever told me true? Like, are you really from Kansas?
Yes!... Well, not really.
You flew me to Smallville. I met your parents.
Well they... pretend to be my parents.
To make me seem normal!
Wow, hearing that out loud it could not sound less normal.
I don't know if you know this, but I'm a catch. Okay? Like, I've been turning down Lex for years, and he's a self-made billionaire who's not allergic to rocks.
Yeah, just hair.
At least tell me your name is really Clark Kent.
And also Superman.
You son of a bitch.
Professionally! You know...
Right. Right, I guess that makes sense--
Also Kal-El. Cause I'm an alien!