Veronica Lodge

Eli Navarro, known PCH-er, sitting next to his daughter on their lobby-room couch. "Dad," The world 's best daughter smiled with a caught-in-the-cookie-jar twist on her face. "Sheriff." Weevil nodded his head noncommitally. "I needed Veronica 's help with a math thing." Noticing the pointed

to a room full of only books,” Veronica paused at chuckles, saving a smile across the room for Logan. “Thank you, is actually really the only words I came up with for tonight- regardless of what it says on the covers, books are not written by singular people, books are written by one person having an idea and the time to follow it, with a whole support system behind them.” Eyes glittering around the room, she saw Logan, Mac, Wallace, Weevil, and even Dick, and Veronica Mars is not about to get emotional

with Veronica Mars. "Easy, boy, you wanna catch this cheater or don 't you?" Veronica figured she was genuinely asking. She 'd seen the face of her dad 's clients who changed their mind about answers they didn 't like. "I wanna see her snuggling up to a dirty PCHer, not sit outside her house in your sad little car. Seriously, I must be the only one you 've ever charged a small fortune to if you 're still

was an eight-dollar, just-alright coffee. “My grandmother can stand you, at least compared to your daddy, and she said you seemed… muy desesperado,” Lips in a straight line with his eyes big and mocking, Weevil waited. His grandmother loved Veronica, Weevil knew that. Why she had so much sympathy for the rich, white kid who couldn't even clean up after himself, Weevil understood less. “Wait, Papa Weevil?? You're Valentina’s dad; your grandmother brings her around once in awhile. Valentina

still has Lilly’s tapes, Logan,” Veronica swallowed the lump in her throat with only mild difficulty, all murderer-type things considered. She still couldn’t breathe normally, just unsure little heaves against his chest; never taking both eyes off Aaron for more than a second. When they started hearing sirens coming, Veronica’s never been more grateful for her father. Ever. Especially now that she’s seen other options out there. Pedophile, murderer… Veronica eyed Aaron, grateful for Logan, too;

her in, Veronica admired her own timing; she’d managed to finagle an excused gym absence and everything. When Clemmons’ office door swung open, and Weevil came out looking surlier and sorrier than usual, Veronica eyed Weevil out of the office lobby with a silent, thin-lipped smile. If she was a betting woman, Veronica would’ve put all her money on her to-do list just getting one Weevil-related-item longer in size. Pivoting back to Clemmons’ dead-eyed disappointment at seeing her, Veronica amped

"Hart Street..." Gilbert thought out loud staring at the television. People were hurrying out onto the street from the convenience store. "Isn't that pretty close to the 'U'?" "Mhm," replied Ludwig as he propped himself against the couch. He looked back toward Gilbert. "I suppose you aren't heading to class for a while, then." "Well, I think I could probably sneak through," Gilbert said while mulling over how exactly he would make it past all of the camera crews and blockades. Ludwig had just

Logan led Lexi inside of the building where they patiently awaited the elevator. Logan thought about making small talk, knowing that the ride on the elevator up to the 21st floor would be a little long. “So what were you doing out so late? Surely you know how dangerous the streets can be at night.” Lexi nodded. She knew the dangers of being out at night, but she didn’t have much of a choice. Without a car and working late, she had no choice but to constantly bother her best friend Noah and

“Do you know anything about the “gangs” of River Falls?” Logan asked Lexi with a serious look on his face. He was standing up straight now and Lexi could tell he was tense. She furrowed her brow. Had she just let herself come home with a gang member? The thought made her nervous. Lexi bit her lip before nodding at Logan. She wanted to hear what he had to say, good or bad. “Do you know the true story behind them?” Logan seemed to be choosing his words carefully, which made Levi even more

It was around noon when Leah finally decided to walk into the kitchen. She wasn’t expecting a warm welcome, but she wasn’t prepared for the ice-cold reception the guys gave her, Thor and Bruce practically bolted out of the room without even acknowledging her presence. Tony gave a hurried excuse about having to check some lab results and Clint said he needed to train. The only one who didn’t leave was Steve, who remained sitting on a stool at the kitchen bar. As Leah sat next to him, she said –They