Veronica: You know if I were a hooker, this snuggle would cost you.
Logan: I’d gladly pay. For this? Cash money.
Veronica: But seriously, folks. Have you?
Logan: What, ever been with a hooker? Why does it matter?
Veronica: I just want to know. I assume the answer is yes. Look at it as an opportunity for me to show you how cool I can be. Hooker, who cares?
Logan: Here’s your chance to be cool…stop asking.
Veronica: I just want to get to a place with you where we can be really intimate.
Logan: That’s what the female praying mantis says before she bites the male’s head off.
Veronica: I’m just saying, buried secrets tend to surface when I’m around.
Logan: That’s because of all the digging, hm?
Veronica: I’m giving you a chance to come clean. You tell all, I tell all, we go from there.
Logan: Ask away. Ask anything you want.
Veronica: Have you ever been with a hooker?
Veronica: Wanna ask me anything?
Logan: Have you ever been with a hooker?
Veronica: No. The night you were in Mexico with Mercer, how was he able to get back to Neptune, commit a rape, and return to Mexico without you knowing?
Logan: I must have passed out, it felt like a couple minutes but it could have been hours, I don’t know, maybe he drugged me or something.
Veronica: Your question.
Logan: You can have my turn.
Veronica: Were you with anyone while we were broken up?
Logan: Landmine. I fooled around with this horrible girl who meant less than nothing to me, and I couldn’t regret it more. Thinking about it makes me ill. So there. Presto. Intimacy. Do you still love me?