Dear Diary,
According to Google there are about 62,300,000 results available in 0.60 seconds on what counts as a cute first date outfit… so far…. I have raided my wardrobe several times and decided quite definitively that this skill is not one I can't remember how to do right now… which really isn't helpful and looking through Pinterest like Meg suggested… just leaves me even more confused. The only practical advice I have gotten so far was from Wallace, avoid wearing anything with buttons if I don't want to be undressed on my first date ever. (at least as far as I can remember)
Veronica looked over the things in her wardrobe again and settled on a pair of white converse, blue jeans and a green tank top. She would stop by the Neptune North Street Mall on her way home from the Sheriffs Department, she tucked the Lilly Kane ID into her back pocket.
"Hey Honey" Keith Mars smiled as she entered the small living room and he stood in the kitchenette.
"Morning Dad" she smiled as she picked up her bag and pulled out her car keys. "I'm heading out.. do we need anything?" she asked as she stroked Backup behind the ear. He had begun wagging his tail with interest at the sound of her car keys.
"Some milk and ketchup probably" he replied as he bit into his toast.
"Okay" she agreed and kissed him on the cheek before she grabbed her jacket from over the back of the chair and left.
Dear Diary,
The trouble with trying to infiltrate the wonderful Balboa County Sheriffs Department without noticed by people you know with Amnesia… is that you don't know exactly who you used to know.
Thankfully the receptionist in the Sheriffs public affairs desk didn't seem to recognise her.
"Hi, Can I help you?" Emma asked as she greeted the petite blond girl.
"Hey… I am here to get a copy of my unpaid parking ticket?" Veronica replied as she handed over the fake ID and smiled. Eyes wide, look friendly… focus on me and not the ID.
"Do you have the registration?" Emma enquired.
"Uh yeah.. it's right here" Veronica said as she held out the post-it note she had written Lilly and Duncan's registration on yesterday.
"Thanks" Emma smiled as she went off to the computer in the other room to print it out.
"What are you doing here?" Sheriff Lamb asked as he bit into his apple and eyed her suspiciously.
"Just here to pay off a ticket" she replied calmly.
"Uh huh…" he said sceptically. "What are you really doing here?"
"Not working for my father if that's what you are implying…" Veronica said as she stared back at him.
"I'm onto you" he said cryptically.
"Word is you have ON my dad's new assistant" she teased and his face visibly reddened.
"I don't know what you are talking about" he said as adjusted his tie.
"Daisy says hi" Veronica smiled.
"Don't you have homework or something to be doing?" he complained before he turned and walked to his office.
Whew… that was close…
"I'm afraid there's no wiggle room on this one" Emma smiled regretfully as she handed Veronica the copy of the ticket.
"I'll mail in the payment… thanks!" Veronica said quickly as she took the page and her ID as she headed out of the building.
"Goodbye Ms Kane!" Emma said cheerily.
Veronica sat in shock as she looked through the time stamp on the automated traffic ticket and looked through the coroner's report… the time of death was off by about 3 hours. Keith Mars had been right all along, there really was something off about the circumstances surrounding Lilly Kane's murder, and suddenly… none of the Kane's had alibi's that held up.
Neither did Weevil Navarro.
There had to be something more she was missing, she had to go through those files again. She had to go back even further… get the arrest reports for Abel Koontz, go through the footage of the news reports from around that time… to try and jog her memory.
"High on Life Veronica Mars… I've got a secret a good one"
She wasn't sure where the words had come from but as she looked at the photograph of Lilly Kane smiling on the last day of her life driving without a care in her car towards her death, Veronica felt certain that she knew that the voice belonged to Lilly Kane. It had been the first time that she felt that stab of loss, the first concrete connection to this case and the life that had been cruelly taken too soon and she felt the tears running down her face.
Veronica didn't mention the new evidence she uncovered to Keith Mars, somehow she got the sense that mentioning her investigation would only worry him and he'd make her stop. She couldn't do that now, she knew that. She was getting close to something, she could feel it. Maybe that's why her shopping trip to the Mall felt more like she was choosing her weapons, to capture a predator she couldn't remain the prey… someone in Neptune knew something. She would have to find them… she had isolated herself the first time, perhaps now she had their trust she could hunt smarter.
She returned from the afternoon run with Backup and took a shower, something in her resolve was hardening, she could feel it. Lilly's killer had a year-long head start… but that just meant they felt safe, they would be sloppy now, they felt safe.
They couldn't be more wrong.