LOGAN: Of all the coffee shops, in all the towns, in all the world, she walks into my favorite. Are you stalking me, Veronica Mars?
Veronica is startled though she tries not to show it. She hasn’t seen him in a few years.
LOGAN: Or do you prefer FBI Agent Mars now? Word is someone is a crime fighter! Oh, wait.
VERONICA: I see someone hasn’t changed.
LOGAN: No, I’m pretty sure I grew a few inches.
VERONICA: What are you doing here?
LOGAN: Me? I come here every morning for the delicious whole grain bran muffins. It’s very important to make sure you get enough of your suggested daily fiber, you know.
VERONICA: No, I meant…here. New York.
LOGAN: Well, Alicia Keys and Jay-Z told me these streets would make me feel brand new.
Veronica rolls her eyes.
LOGAN: But the more important question is who are those suits out there? If you ask me, they’re terrible at blending in.
He motions out the window to across the street where Peter and Neal are waiting for Veronica.
VERONICA: They aren’t trying to blend in and they’re none of your concern.
LOGAN: Do you have an entourage? A posse?
VERONICA: (gives in) I work with them.
LOGAN: Exciting! Do you carry a gun? Because I can get on board with that.
VERONICA: Goodbye, Logan. Enjoy your coffee.
LOGAN: Don’t be a stranger, Agent Mars.