So Woody's looming in the doorway like the malevolent scout master he is, and his body language is all menacing and blocking all exit points, though his voice is still the same faux-glad-handing it always is. Veronica's email gets sent the instant before Woody gets a look at the computer screen, and she explains her practice test alibi. He leans over her and wonders how she did on the test, the insincerity dripping off of him: "Are you as smart as you think you are?" "I hope so," Veronica squeaks. She'd like to get back to Gia now. And the sweet, sweet freedom of anywhere but here. Woody excuses her and she hot-foots it back to the study table, where Gia is now not, and quickly grabs her things. As she's bolting, Gia emerges from the kitchen with ice cream sundaes. "Study fuel." Then the music cues go all Halloween on us, as Woody leans on the doorway, across the room and, from our perspective, over Veronica's shoulder. She says that she feels a headache coming on and has to go. Woody speaks and gives her the full-body shivers, saying that it must have been all that staring at the computer screen that did it. Oh, and also how the Goodmans' never has any lights on, ever. No wonder Gia's so goddamn pale and Woody had to set up residence inside a Mystic Tan booth. Maybe now, Veronica will remember to never come back here, ever. It never goes well. ["This was still better than the sleepover, though." -- Couch Baron]

Back at the Mars pad, Veronica plays the recording for her dad, noting the French-speakers in the background. ["Jackie speaks French, yo. What does that mean? I don’t know." -- Couch Baron] ["So did Naima. I know even less." -- Joe R] Keith is more interested in the fact that the first voice mentions "three of us," even though we only hear two voices. He surmises that the gaps in the audio were of a third speaker who was edited out of the recording. Veronica picks up on the mention of "the Sharks," and notes the Lucky/bat boy connection. Veronica asks whether Lucky's emails make mention of him being molested, but Keith says that it's hard to tell amidst all the "soldier's life" ramblings. I felt the same way about Jarhead. She offers to help comb the letters for clues, but Keith pulls the dad card and tells her to get some rest. She has a big day tomorrow.