Clark is out front, leaning against the hood of a car with a lithe, lovely looking young man in the circle of his arms. He's clearly flirting heavily with them, doing well with it, but as soon as Tony gets close enough for a greeting, he tilts his head with a 'forgive me?' gesture and delicately shoos him off to wave at Tony. And no, there's no an ounce of shame for any of it.

"There you are! I was starting to think I'd have to find my own fun. Not my favorite activity, I'm afraid."

He gestures back to the car, a sleek and sporty model in a deep dark blue purple color that shifted in the light. Clearly custom, clearly expensive, and as he pressed a button on the keys and started the motor purring, clearly a beast under the hood.

"Come along. I've got a few ideas of where to go for our test."