Lena was sitting in her office at L-Corp, buried in a pile of paperwork, when she heard a knock on the door. Without looking up, she called out, "Come in." The door opened to reveal a man she had never seen before. He was holding a small package, and looked nervous as he stepped into the room. "Lena Luthor?" he asked tentatively. "That's me," Lena replied, setting down her pen and turning her attention to the newcomer. "I have a delivery for you," he said, holding out the package. Lena took it from him and examined the label. "Thank you," she said, looking up at him again. "May I ask your name?" "Nicolas," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Nicolas," Lena said, flashing him a smile. He fidgeted nervously under her gaze, his eyes darting around the room. "Is there, um, anything else I can help you with?" Lena shook her head. "No, that's all for now. Thank you again." With a nod, Nicolas turned to leave, but his hand lingered on the doorknob as he looked back at her. "Miss Lena, I... uh, hope you have a good day." "Thank you, Nicolas," Lena said, watching as he closed the door behind him. She couldn't help but feel a flutter in her stomach as she thought about the shy delivery guy. There was something about him that was intriguing, something that made her want to know more. And so Lena set off on a mission to seduce Nicolas, to unravel the mystery that surrounded him and find out what it was about him that had captured her attention.

As they sat in the cozy restaurant, Lena and Kara listened to Alex recount the events of her latest cooking class. Nicolas had, once again, managed to set the kitchen on fire, leaving everyone scrambling for the fire extinguisher. "I swear, Lena," Alex said, shaking her head. "This Nicolas guy is a walking disaster in the kitchen. I don't know how he manages to burn everything he touches." Kara giggled, but Lena felt a pang of sympathy for the hapless delivery guy. She had spent the last few weeks getting to know Nicolas, and while he was certainly clumsy and socially awkward, there was something endearing about him. "He's not that bad," Lena said, defending him. "He's just... inexperienced, I guess." "Inexperienced?" Alex raised an eyebrow. "He's new in town, and I don't think he has much experience with cooking," Lena explained. "But he's trying, and he seems to enjoy it." "I guess that's something," Alex conceded. "But I don't know if I can handle another class with him. My nerves can't take it." Lena chuckled, but inside she was feeling a wave of protectiveness towards Nicolas. She didn't know what it was about him that drew her in, but she couldn't help but feel drawn to his shyness and vulnerability. As they finished their meal and left the restaurant, Lena found herself wondering how she could get closer to him.

Nicolas had been working hard in Alex's cooking class, determined to improve his skills and avoid any more disasters. To his relief, he was finally able to cook a dish without burning it to a crisp. "Hey, Nicolas, you did it!" Alex exclaimed as she tasted his creation. "I'm impressed." Nicolas grinned, pleased with himself. "Thanks, Alex. It feels good to finally get it right." "So, is there someone special you're trying to impress with your cooking?" Alex asked, nudging him playfully. Nicolas's smile faltered a bit, and he looked down at his feet. "There's this person, but... let's forget it. Not gonna happen. She's way out of my league." "Oh, come on, Nicolas," Alex said, teasing him. "Who is she? Do I know her? Is it Lena?" Nicolas blushed, looking embarrassed. "Yeah, it's Lena. But like I said, it's never gonna happen. It's like... this handicap guy trying to win a UFC duel against the undefeated champion." Alex frowned, sensing his self-doubt. "Nicolas, don't count yourself out before you even try. You never know what could happen. And besides, Lena might surprise you." Nicolas looked up at her, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. "You really think so?" "Absolutely," Alex said. "And who knows? Maybe her cooking skills need some work too." Nicolas laughed, feeling a bit more confident. Maybe, just maybe, there was a chance for him and Lena after all.

Alex could feel Nicolas's self-doubt seeping through his words. She knew that he had a crush on Lena and that he felt like he didn't stand a chance, but she wasn't about to let him give up without a fight. "Nicolas, you need to stop thinking like that," Alex said firmly. "First of all, you're not a delivery guy, you're a person with a job. And Lena is more than just a CEO, she's a person too. You have more in common than you think." Nicolas shook his head, looking unconvinced. "I don't know, Alex. I always freeze up around girls. And even if I did manage to ask her out, what would we even talk about?" "You talk about what you have in common. Like cooking," Alex suggested. "Or find out what she's interested in and go from there. You never know, you might have more in common than you think." Nicolas looked thoughtful, his brow furrowed. "Maybe you're right. I guess it can't hurt to try." "That's the spirit," Alex said, giving him a pat on the back. "And who knows? Maybe you'll surprise yourself and end up having a great time." Nicolas smiled, feeling a bit more optimistic than he had before. Maybe there was a chance for him and Lena after all.

Alex chuckled, knowing all too well how Nicolas could get tongue-tied around girls. "Well, first of all, just be yourself," she said. "Don't try to be someone you're not. Lena likes you for who you are, awkwardness and all." Nicolas looked skeptical. "You really think so?" "Absolutely," Alex said firmly. "And if you're worried about babbling, just take a breath and think before you speak. Don't be afraid of a little silence. And if you're really at a loss for words, ask her questions about herself. People love to talk about themselves." "Okay, I can do that," Nicolas said, seeming a bit more confident. "Good," Alex said, giving him a smile. "And just remember, the worst that can happen is she says no. And even if that happens, it's not the end of the world. There are other people out there." Nicolas nodded slowly, taking in her words. "Thanks, Alex. I really appreciate your advice." "Anytime," Alex said, grinning at him. "Now let's get back to cooking before our next disaster strikes."

Alex laughed, wiping flour from her nose. "Hey, accidents happen. And let's be honest, you make cooking class a lot more interesting." Nicolas chuckled, grateful for Alex's easygoing nature. "Well, I'm glad I can provide some entertainment." "Seriously though," Alex said, turning serious. "If you do end up asking Lena out, just let me know. I want to hear all about it." "Thanks, Alex. I'll keep you posted," Nicolas promised. With a smile and a nod, they both turned their attention back to the task at hand, determined to master the recipe before them. As they worked side by side, Nicolas couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at the thought of asking Lena out. Maybe, just maybe, he could turn things around and make a real connection with her.

As they finished up their meal, Kara couldn't help but notice the looks that Lena and Alex were exchanging. "Okay, spill the beans," she said, leaning in. "What's going on between you two?" Lena rolled her eyes, but couldn't suppress a smile. "Nothing's going on, Kara. We're just friends." Kara scoffed. "Yeah, okay. I may not be a detective, but I can tell when something's brewing. And Alex, I'm surprised at you. You're usually so transparent. What are you hiding?" Alex blushed, feeling caught off guard. "I don't know what you're talking about, Kara. It was just a cooking class." "Uh-huh, sure it was," Kara said skeptically. "So, Nicolas was there again, right? And did he happen to impress anyone with his cooking skills?" Alex rolled her eyes, feeling a little annoyed. "Kara, it's not like that. He's just a guy in the class. And besides, Lena is the one he likes." Kara's eyes widened with excitement. "Ooh, Lena. This guy has good taste. So, are you going to set them up or what?" Lena groaned, feeling like she was being put on the spot. "Kara, just leave it alone, okay? I don't need you playing matchmaker." Kara relented, but couldn't resist one last jab. "Fine, fine. But if anything does happen, I expect a full report. And Alex, I'm going to be grilling you at our next game night." Alex groaned, knowing that Kara would never let this go. But deep down, she couldn't help but feel a little excited at the prospect of Nicolas and Lena getting together. Maybe, just maybe, there was a chance for them after all.