How to Love
Clark stopped in front of the door and looked at her questioningly.
"Why don't you ever go on dates?" Lana tilted her head, looking at him with her forehead wrinkled. Like she was trying to figure out a hard math problem.
"I don't have time for that kind of thing." He sighed, reaching for the doorknob.
"Oh, come on. That's a lame reason." She huffed, crossing her arms. "If you just meet my friend Sora, I'm sure you'll change your mind."
"I told you before. I don't want you to set me up with your friends." He responded, annoyed.