Mars Investigations. Logan waits as Veronica makes a phone call, pretending to be a film distributor. She gets Dylan's last name as Logan looks on adoringly. Personally, I think this is about the least impressive thing Veronica's done on a case we've seen. I mean, getting your name out there in Hollywood is what the game is all about, particularly if you're a no-talent hack. And if Logan thinks Trina's good at blowing smoke up people's asses from a distance, he should bend over in the direction of Studio City. Veronica plugs Dylan's name into her crime search engine and tells Logan that two women have filed restraining orders against Dylan in the last five years. Logan calls Haaron and asks for Trina, but she's in the shower. As he preps vegetables, Haaron tells Logan that Dylan is coming over to pitch him a part in his movie. Logan snarks about Haaron's commitment to his family, but Haaron sharply tells him that Trina is family, and he's helping her out. "It's what dads do." He hangs up before Logan can tell him about Dylan. Logan, when you want to keep people on the phone, you have to be polite. It's the opposite of the telemarketer rule. Logan tells Veronica that Dylan's on his way to Echolls Manor. "My dad's cooking for him." You can make your own "knuckle sandwich" joke during the last commercial break.

Out by the Echollses' pool, Haaron is barbecuing when Trina appears and presents Dylan to him. Just in time -- the grill's nice and hot. Dylan is just the right level of smarmy as he says what a pleasure it is, and Haaron tells him to call him "Aaron." Hmm. I guess he thinks the "H" is silent. I'd correct him, but knowing what's about to come, maybe I'll just let him have his delusions. Haaron holds out a piece of meat on a knife that would make our ancient weapon collector from last week get a little excited, and asks Dylan to taste it.