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The ABCs of Love	By : Alexandria-T-Hoang Category: Smallville > General Views: 2483 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter G is for Germany

Chloe was a sky grouch the way she was a non morning person. After the jet lag set in and the extremely painful ear popping during the landing, she was downright unpleasant. And to top it all off, Berlin in February was down right chilly and she hadn't packed well. Lex gave her the space she required, not only because of her disposition, but also because he had a lot of work to do.

This was, first and foremost a business venture. Lex was supremely responsible when it came to work but in the last week, he'd pushed back important meetings to spend more time with Chloe. And since the phone call he'd received late last night about the ebbing interest in Lexcorp fertilizer, Lex had no other choice but to fly out to Berlin and speak with the corporation in person. Once an interpreter was procured, of course.

Lex set Chloe up in a magnificent suite overlooking the glorious city that was Berlin. He wasn't sure whether he should let her sleep or work through the jet lag, but he honestly didn't have the time to coddle her. He left her with her homework and a vague promise to be back around supper. After that eight hour flight, Chloe didn't know exactly when that'd be.

Chloe cast a gloomy eye on the textbook that was her math homework. It wasn't difficult, just tedious. Everything seemed tedious now from the perspective of the rich and Chloe wanted nothing more than to eat and walk around the new city. She wished she could speak the language but she didn't know a lick.

"Where's you adventurous side?" Chloe demanded of herself as she turned off the television. Her laptop had not proven useful because she didn't recall where the password for the wireless was placed, but that didn't mean she could go out and make discoveries. Maybe she could even find a place for dinner tonight with Lex!

She she grabbed a pair of cargo pants and a very wrinkly loose butter yellow tank top as well as a thin long sleeve and a sweatshirt, her messenger bag with laptop, and all her money on a plastic card, and was out the door without translator or escort of any kind.

On the streets of the city, Chloe was decidedly less confident. Though she tried not to shrink into herself, she knew she must look like a tourist. She didn't understand the language and knew she had to exchange her money if she even considered buying anything.

And buying something was exactly what she thought would chase her grouchiness away. It was starting to be a bad habit but Chloe made herself feel better about it by using her own money. Also, she would need a coat.

Chloe walked into a building that looked and smelled like a bank. Her instincts were correct and when the teller waved her forward, Chloe gave the other young woman a sheepish look.

"I'm sorry, I don't speak any German. Can you help me?" Chloe asked. The teller didn't even blink an eye.

"Yes, what can I do for you?" She asked without the heavy accent Chloe expected.

"I need to exchange some money from my bank card. A hundred dollars," Chloe said.

"U.S to Euro?" the teller asked and Chloe confirmed. She took Chloe's card and looked it over. "You're out of luck. This is not one of the companies we accept!" She added before turning toward a computer. Chloe made a sad noise half between a sigh and a moan.

"What should I do?" Chloe asked. It was unfair of her to ask this woman for the assistance she should have gotten on her own soil. These were just things you learned before you travel but Chloe was too impulsive and now she'd have no money to spend and nothing to do before Lex got back.

"Well, you could either find an ATM that accepts your card or you could create an account with us and transfer funds," The teller replied, not at all impatient with her. In fact, the place was very busy with a customer at every teller. And that was when Chloe noticed that every slot had someone working in it, no closed signs and the lines were around one to two people per section. Efficient, Chloe thought.

And so, Chloe made an account. Easily pulling out her fake ID and within a few minutes, she had a German account with one hundred euros in it. She took fifty out for carrying cash and thanked the woman happily.

Now that she had her viable currency, she was ready to shop around. She wasn't quite hungry yet and wondered whether or not Lex was eating lunch somewhere with some corporate guy, talking business.

As she walked around the city, without any concept of good streets, bad streets, or where the hotel was, Chloe stopped by several places. A shoe store, not too expensive, to buy a pair of shiny black winter boots with a red heart embellishment as the calf strap. The shop owner spoke english and it was easy to let him teach her about how to count foreign money. The shoes were listed at fifty euros but was on sale for thirty five and Chloe thought it was a steal.

Chloe entered and exited many stores until she came across a second hand shop where she could more easily afford the clothes. It didn't take her long to find she was looking for. It was a charming hounds tooth coat that had a red belt across the waist and an exaggerated collar. The woman in the shop was very helpful finding her a fluffy scarf and long black gloves because, as warm as the coat was, it was quarter sleeved.

The woman, also easily speaking English, assisted her in finding the perfect off the shoulder sweater dress and a pair of tight gray jeans. Chloe talked the woman into trading for a few things. Though the cargo pants were way out of fashion, the woman found interest in the buttery yellow tank top and the thin long sleeved shirt Lex bought for her when they went shopping recently.

Chloe felt great and it wasn't until she was half way down the street that she knew why. She felt more like herself before the trials, before running around petrified that her father would be killed. In this new place, she wasn't the recent Chloe with all her school work, boy troubles, and Luthor problems. She was just Chloe, adventurous and fearless. And Chloe really missed herself and regretted asking Lex for help because he wasn't doing anything for her that she couldn't do for herself.

When she sat down for a late lunch, Chloe didn't even apologize for not speaking the language. Everyone in Berlin spoke English as fluently as they spoke their own language and were proud to showcase their skills. She did, however, feel guilty for knowing only one language and vowed to pay more attention next time in spanish class.

Inside the dimly lit restaurant, Chloe ordered a hearty soup and salad as well as some delicious dessert which consisted of baked pears, wine glaze, and melted brie. She was just half way through her dessert when a familiar voice called out to her.

"Chloe? What are you doing here?" Lex asked, standing next to her looking less than pleased.

"I'm eating my dessert. What are you doing here? I thought you were busy all day," Chloe shot back, unhappy with his disapproving tone. She already had one dad, she didn't need another one.

"I am, I'm meeting a client here for drinks in ten minutes. You shouldn't be out in a strange city by yourself," He chided, looking her over. She looked more adult than child and he wondered where she got the money to buy herself a new outfit in the two hours that he last saw her. He thought Chloe would stay inside, sleep off her lag and be happy to see him when he got back. Instead, he finds her at a restaurant eating sweet pears without a care in the world.

Lex had no other choice but to keep her close. He checked his watch and looked around him to see whether his client was around yet. The man wasn't and Lex knew he had to think fast.

"Would you like to join me and my Client for drinks?" Lex asked suddenly.

"I'm not really old enough for drinks," Chloe stated tartly.

"Well, you can have a rum and coke without the rum. It'd look the same. And that way, you won't have to be by yourself," Lex suggested.

"I don't mind being by myself," Chloe replied, not quite playing along. She was still sore about his earlier tone.

"Okay, I would like your help in making this deal. It's really easy, you just have to smile at him and be your regular friendly self. It'll make me look good and it'll give you something to do," Lex said. It was a lie and Lex wondered if she could tell. He didn't want her going about all by herself, she probably didn't even know the way back to the hotel. WHen it looked like she was considering saying no, Lex added, "You know I would owe you again," for good measure.

"Okay, what's my story? I don't want to be some random American girl that latches on to you like a gold digger," Chloe said at last.

"Why don't you be what you really are," Lex said. The last thing he wanted to his client to catch him in a lie. She was his debutante and he was her sponsor. Lex didn't see the twist of Chloe's lips, obviously unhappy with the truth.
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