Veronica speed walked past a reporter, nearly decapitating a paparazzi. "God, life is just so, good. I just can't tell you how amazingly everything's going!" Lilly let out a giggle and the star-struck media paused to wipe up the drool that's escaped from their mouths. "Ohmigod Veronica! Hey! I haven't seen you in forever! How's life?" "Just peachy," Veronica replied, her mouth a tense line, "Why don't we adjourn to the sitting room for a special conference?" "Whatever you want babe," Lilly replied and hopped up from the chair where she had been sitting demurely. Veronica pulled the door shut behind her. "OK, spill V, cause those bloodhounds outside are going nowhere fast and I need to dazzle them with my beau-tay before they go scurrying back to their offices."
"Lilly. So nice to see you. I thought you'd reward me for coming to see you. Maybe with a biscuit perhaps. After all, you know I live to serve you. Just put the collar on me now and then we'll get this over with."
"OK, so basically I have the best scoop ever. It's like the answer you've been looking for your entire life. So nothing important. Now heel and I'll take you somewhere a little more private. And you know I would only call if something really important happened."
"Yes, I know that you would never call unless something happened to you. God forbid that you just call to say hi once in a while. Or even once a year. I haven't talked to you in over three years Lilly, and you want me to act like we still have sleepovers every other night?"
"I've been busy."
"With what? Sleeping with my boyfriend's father? Just because you're jealous does not give you the right to do that to Logan."
"Well there's a name I haven't heard in forever. And you know what, Veronica Mars, not everything's about you. And also, I really don't think you want to bring Logan into this conversation."
"Don't worry, I'm sure that there's plenty of other people that you've hurt while living the glamorous life in L.A., or New York, or wherever the hell your private jet needs to take you."
"Oh, Veronica you might want to tone it down a little bit. This is definitely bringing out the green in your eyes."
"Well, I guess we all can't be Tara Reid can we."
"God Veronica, when did you become such a bitch."
"What, are you proud that I finally learned something from you? And to answer your question, I guess that would be about… hm… well I guess when your brother died. My boyfriend. But I guess you wouldn't really remember that time would you. You were too busy making my life hell."
"No that would be Logan. Remember him? Your ever loving boyfriend?"
"Which brings me back to the point. His father Lilly? How long has that been going on? Sophomore year? Freshman year?"
"What do you think gives you the right to say anything about that. Could you be more assuming? I know you're little Miss Nancy Drew, but come on, you don't know everything."
"I found the tapes Lilly."
"What tapes."
"Don't play dumb with me Lilly, the tapes of you two in bed. From six years ago."
"That dirty little bastard. Well, here comes the part where I tell you that Aaron Echolls is the reason you're here. Duncan? Yes I remember him. With that video being passed around on his anniversary every year how could I forget. But I have something to tell you. Aaron is the one who murdered Duncan."
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