"Really, Logan?" Veronica's dry voice carries across the living room temporarily snagging his attention while he watches the TV screen, eyes peeled, body leaning forward in anticipation.
He moves to pause the video before answering, "really what?"
"Have you officially received your chick card yet?"
Logan harrumphs. "If Dick can watch, so can I."
Veronica rolls her eyes and he returns to his show. Kerry Washington fidgets nervously before the scene changes to a man walking into the Oval Office in his dress whites.
"Hubba hubba. Who is that?" Veronica settles besides him, her eyes widening in surprise. He has seen that look on her face before- at the airport when she first saw him, at the reunion when he purposely picked out a tight shirt, and more recently when she had picked him up at the base. He most definitely does not like her looking at some douchebag on screen.
He grabs the remote effectively pressing the back button.
"You're right. It's a chick show. Let's watch something else."
"So you're telling me, you're definitely not into Don Draper."
Veronica throws her hands up in despair. "Contrary to what most men think, throwing down glasses of scotch in the middle of the day and sleeping with every other secretary is just not that attractive."
"It was the way back then. I bet people were waaaay more productive," Logan insists.
"And alcohol poisoning was at its highest. Besides," Veronica's eyes narrows. "I'm not watching it for Don. I watch for the plot, the writing… …I'm not nearly as shallow as some people here. "
A curious eyebrow pops up and Veronica continues. "Oh please, like you're not watching for Joan."
"For Joan?" Logan scoffs. "Oh c'mon that's not me anymore. She's all T&A. I prefer Peggy really."
"Why?"
"She has nice boobs. I can tell."
"Sure you can," Veronica holds back a laugh. "The famous Echolls x-ray vision- perfect for seeing through girl's clothing both in real life and on television."
"Yep. Probably why I don't need to visit sites like jon hamm's wang."
They never watch Mad Men again.
"Normal couples have shows that they watch together!"
"Screw normal."
It annoys her that Logan is so nonplussed. "I've never been normal. I've always been special."
Veronica grimaces, browsing through the new releases section. "Walking dead?"
"I love zombies."
"Zombies don't have boobs." Her finger hovers over the OK button.
"Sure they do. They're well hidden. FYI Rick turns unattractive in about 1.5 episodes, Shane's a psychopath, Daryl's accent is completely off-putting and Glenn is a baby. And that's just season 1."
She doesn't bat an eyelid when she throws his words back at him. "You're cute when you're jealous."
"So rumor is there's a new show on the block." Veronica whispers while Logan nibbles a path down the side of her neck. Logan holds her firmly on his lap, the curve of her hips pressed suggestively against the front of his pants. She hears him mumble a distracted "what?" against her skin.
She tugs him by the hair on his head so she can look at him. "There's. A. new. Show. On the block. Drama. Boobs. Everything we like."
His eyes sparkle and he leans back in to capture her lobe between his teeth. Her breath catches in her throat, and she pushes back into him.
"But we have other things on our queue."