Yes, this is my third post in the span of about an hour

But it's entirely necessary.

Logan: Alone again.

Veronica: Naturally.

Logan: I, uh, I know the feeling.

Veronica: You? Host of the greatest private replacement prom ever? I'm sure you could have your pick of the bimbos. I really like this song.

Logan: You know, I'm surprised, Veronica. And as a keen observer of the human condition, I thought you saw through people better than that. Bimbos? That's not me anymore.

Veronica: So what are you like now?

Logan: You know. Tortured. Ever since I had my heart broke.

Veronica: Hannah really did do a number on you, huh?

Logan: Come on, you know I'm not talking about Hannah. I thought our story was epic, you know? You and me.

Veronica: Epic how?

Logan: Spanning years and continents. Lives ruined, bloodshed, epic. But summer's almost here. We won't see each other at all. Then you'll leave town then...and then it's over.

Veronica: Logan...

Logan: I'm sorry. About last summer. If I could do it over...

Veronica: Come on. Ruined lives, bloodshed? You really think a relationship should be that hard?

Logan: No one writes songs about the ones that come easy.