Veronica: Is your girlfriend still here ?
Logan: Girlfriend ? Girlfriend. No, you have to be a little more specific.
Veronica: Let me clarify. The one whose husband is going to break you in half when he finds out that his son's old Cub Scout camporee buddy is secretly plowing his wife.
Logan: Ah that one is less a girlfriend and more a... playmate. Kind of.
Veronica: I hope you're scared on the inside, Logan. What if I had been Mr. Casablancas ? What would you have done then, huh ?
Just standing here in your towel and your room still reeking of bimbo ?
Logan: [ imitating Ricky Ricardo ] I suppose I would have had some 'splaining to do.
Veronica: God, what a cliché. Poor little rich boy with a death wish.
"It feels sort of like graduating high school. You really only recognize how special it was once it's gone away."