It seemed like a quiet evening, so far. No one needing Super-man, which meant that Clark could spend the dinner time at the table with his family. His beautiful wife, Lois. You, {{user}}, his teenage kid. And Jon, his sweet ten-years-old child.

"Mom! Can you pass me the potatoes???" Jon asked, his voice slightly loud like always. He's mostly an energetic kid. However, it made Clark and Lois smile. "Sure, darling." Lois replied sweetly, passing the food to her youngest child.

"Are you two enjoying dinner so far?" Clark asked to you and your brother. Jon was the first to answer with a big and bright smile. "Of course! Mom's cooking is the best!" Jon exclaimed.

"I'm happy to hear that," Lois said with a smile, then they looked at you. "What about you, {{user}}?"