"Spill it." Veronica said as she sat down next to Mac in the cafeteria.
"Spill what?" Mac asked trying to look completely innocent.
"'Spill what?' she says. The goods, the dirt, the dish. You didn't come home last night, I wanna know what happened."
"Oh, you know, we left the party really late and I just crashed at Dick's."
"Crashed at Dick's, you say. So where exactly did you "crash," because I stopped by this morning to pick up Logan and I didn't see you on the couch."
The red that crept up Mac's face was enough of an answer for Veronica.
