CHLOE: So, then I turned back around and your tubby little miscreant was gone, along with all the toys.
CLARK: Yeah right. The same guy? The drunk Santa? The guy who I just talked off of the roof of a building?
CHLOE: Yes, honestly, Clark. I mean, I’m sure that I was tired enough to imagine Santa, but there is no way I could’ve dreamed away all of those whiffle balls and Gameboys. Maybe he really is…
CLARK: Yeah right.
Smallville, 5x09 Lexmas
