Pete Ross as well as every person she had invited from Smallville had returned the invitation with the NO box firmly checked off. Her mother had warned her, she should not have been surprised that so many of their former neighbors had sided with Clark Kent. Lana snorted mentally, those small minded people lived in an aptly named town; they had no idea that her relationship with Clark had been simply going nowhere. Gregory offered her everything. Someday soon she intended to present him with the one thing he wanted above all else – an heir.
Go Pete! And kudos to Mrs. Lang for telling her daughter like it is.
“I have always suspected that you still loved him, nonetheless, Gregory has made his choice, just as you have made yours. This is the social event of the year, it is paramount that we, as the leading couple of Metropolis society, make our appearance. He is, after all, my business partner and as the papers says our ‘dear’ friend. He looked at his Rolex watch, “I expect you to be ready in fifteen minutes.”
Arianna looked up at him, realizing he would accept no excuse, her eyes previously brimming with sadness were now beacons of anger mingled with defeat.
“Fifteen minutes,” she answered mechanically, got off the couch and walked to her bedroom.
I almost feel sorry for Arianna....ALMOST.
His mind turned to Lana, she with her youthfulness and intelligence had brought spark into a life that heretofore had been consumed by the accumulation of wealth. In time, he hoped she would become enceinte and provide an heir. Normally he did not consider himself a jealous man, but the matter of her former boyfriend was of some note to him. He was certain Templar’s Daily Planet minion would be of assistance in that quarter, although he had no intention of telling Templar that.
<cracks knuckles> You and what army???
“Hey Clark, open up! It’s your old roommate!”
With steps taken at super speed he spun into street clothes and was opening the front door. He said with genuine relief, “Pete! What do I owe this visit?”
His friend walked inside and said. “One of the doctors had to work an extra shift; he gave me his tickets to the Metros’ football game. I thought since neither one of us is exactly doing handsprings about today’s ‘celebration’ we could go. What’s the worst that could happen? Maybe our favorite team will win for a change.”
Clark’s face split into a grateful smile. “A game would be great! Let’s get out of here!” Taking only a moment to grab his wallet and keys the two friends exited the apartment talking excitedly.
Fifteen minutes later Lois knocked on his front door, she waited for him to answer, but the apartment was silent.
Awwww.... two good friends trying to look out for Clark. I like...
While Lana prepares for her glossy high society wedding, Gregory Daae begins to show what a schemer he truly is. Clark and Lois need to watch out!
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There's no way Lana could have expected anyone from Metropolis to go to the wedding. She burned Clark; she can't possibly think that would draw friends to her side. Nice way of using the wedding as a way of bringing all of the supporting characters back in to the story. 
