...and we see him getting the news from Lloyd that the Instigator has, in fact, been contacted about the tapes, and that the high bid is currently half a million bucks. That seems pretty high, but remember, Haaron has an ass like an eighteen-year-old wrestler. I remember these things so you don't have to. Except I guess now you kind of do.
Sacks enters the interrogation room, drops a binder on the desk, and leaves. Logan was lying on the bench, so he was somewhat easy to overlook, but this illustrates that the security Lamb was so quick to describe as kick-ass really needs a little kick. Logan gets up and pockets something from the flap of the binder just in advance of Keith returning and repeating his last question. Logan asks if Keith really thinks he would conspire to "save Daddy Dearest." I'm not sure that's the most apt comparison, but only because I could see Haaron doing some pretty creative things with wire hangers. Keith is unmoved, so Logan is all, I'll tell you if I hear anything, dude. Keith: "The name's not 'dude.' It's 'Mr. Mars.'" That's the shortest détente I've ever seen, and I grew up during the Cold War.
Anywhere But Here. After a bit more bitchery about how much jury duty sucks, N-NW says she's satisfied that they've taken their job seriously, so she's willing to change her vote if that will still make it unanimous. However, when the new hands-in-the-air vote is taken, both the African-American woman and Veronica switch sides, although Veronica does it after the woman, like, sack up, girl. The episode title implies that we're supposed to see Veronica grandly standing up and doing what she thinks is right, so it would be nice if she raised her hand with more conviction than a second-grader asking to go to the bathroom during a test. C of I paces in frustration, and scene.
Keith arrives home to find Veronica cooking in...a cocktail dress? Okay. She's also wearing an elf hat, and the apartment is festively decked with boughs of holly and the like. Veronica tells Keith that she thought they needed at least an hour of holiday, and this is nice, but where are the scary handmade ornamentsfrom "An Echolls Family Christmas"? Oh, damn, I didn't mean to mention that episode. Now I have to pause while a bunch of you sigh wistfully about the halcyon days of yore. Veronica serves up game hens, because they "were just so cute," and then they sit down, and Keith thanks her for doing all this. They toast, and he asks, "You're drinking wine now?" Veronica: "No." Heh, and good for her. Might as well find out about that alcoholism gene sooner rather than later.