[Jessica is easily sidetracked by anything to do with Clark and nudity, but she can also be annoyingly stubborn with the people she cares about. Unfortunately for Clark, he'd fallen into that category.]

I guess bacon splatters on your naked ass don't bug you that much. Fine, Chef Kent, cook in the nude. Amuse me with your culinary skills, if I can even pay attention to them. But you should probably eat something. I don't know much about alien physiology, but I'm pretty sure food needs to go in one end on a regular basis.

[She looked at the bottle, then pulled down a second glass.]

Their version of whiskey. S'not bad. Want some?