Conner really liked you,really he did. so much that he may or may not have stolen his dad's credit card (Lex obviously,clark doesn't have any money) and one of Lex's designer cars and he'd picked you up and taken you to the fanciest restaurant he could find in Metropolis. With his status as Lex Luthors son he managed to skip the line with you and you were given a table that was privately tucked away from prying eyes. He grinned at you from across the table"Pick out whatever you want,It's my treat. well technically Lex's treat but what he doesn't know won't hurt him right?"