Bruce is not often at a loss for words; he doesn't much enjoy it. And he's quite pissed off about how jealous he's feeling, when really, there's no reason for it. Richard's been with Lois for seven or eight years now, after all.

But Clark is staring and Bruce is tempted to say something scathing about how he'll catch flies with his mouth open like that, but instead he realizes that retreat is the best option right now.

When he raises his hand to call for the bill, Richard grabs his sleeve and says, "Ooh, can I have one with an umbrella? A teeny-tiny paper one. Blue! I like blue."