School. Veronica tells Wifey Jr. (sigh), who's at least dressed a lot better today, that they should post flyers at pet stores, as pet owners are more likely to call in about a missing pet. Wifey Jr.'s cell phone rings, and she spazzes out with excitement before her face falls like an overdone soufflé. She tells Veronica that someone was just playing a prank. Down the hall, some jerkoff is holding up his cell phone and barking as a bunch of his friends egg him on. Wifey Jr. explains that it's some dude she had a crush on the year before. She put his picture in her locker, which she didn't tell him about, but someone did. "He's gone out of his way to be mean to me ever since." Veronica starts toward the boys, and if you thought a tiny, blonde, unarmed girl couldn't bring new meaning to the expression "loaded for bear," you thought wrong. Veronica marches up to the jerkoff and tells him he's been named the world's biggest cockroach, he has no decency, and he's going to die friendless and alone. He starts to tell her she's the biggest…something that we'll never hear, because Veronica whirls and snaps, "Shut up! If I want you to speak, I'll wave a Snausage over your nose." The now-large crowd laughs appreciatively. "You use Mandy [THANK YOU, Veronica] again to convince yourself that you're not a loser, I will ruin your life. Got it?" He does. Thanks, folks! We're on again in an hour! As the crowd dissipates, Mandy starts to thank Veronica, but Veronica bites out that if Mandy wants respect, she has to demand it. Overidentification of the week complete, Veronica stomps off. Oh, Mandy. You came and you gave without taking. Now quit it, or Veronica's going to pop a cap in your ass.

Chez Mars. Veronica enters and happily greets Backup 2.0. I'd like to point out that although the A-plot this week is a little facile, it at least has the virtue of dealing with a subject about which Veronica intrinsically actually cares. Her phone rings, and it's Hans. He tells her that he's got some bad news…