Dick is strolling down a hallway at school when a professor greets him by name and asks if he thinks Logan might be joining them today. Dick thinks not: "When they remove a grapefruit-size tumor, they really recommend bed rest." Heh. The teacher tells him that one more absence will mean an automatic failure. You may be shocked to learn that the specter of Logan's academic failure doesn't really faze Dick. In fact, I probably should have told you to sit down before I said that.
Outside Logan's room, some hoity-toity manager-type dude is telling Logan that he'll be happy to give him his hamburger, but he just want to collect some of the Grand's trays. As the elevator door opens and Dick emerges, from inside the room, Logan yells at them to leave the food and go. Whether or not you think Logan being made to hang out with an eleven-year-old is a contrivance, you have to admit that his current behavior makes it appropriate company. Jeff Ratner, apparently not fired from Veronica's frame-up, is with the hoity-toity dude, and sighs that they're out of salt and pepper shakers. The manager relays that information, well aware of and unhappy with how ridiculous he sounds. Of course, he could have played along and pretended to leave, and then sprung out all "Aha!" when Logan answered the door. Come on, can't you see him running around grabbing the dirty dishes as Logan chases him to wacky music? You people have no imagination. Anyway, Dick has had enough of this, tells the staff he'll handle the problem, calls to Logan that he's coming in and bringing the food, and does just that. Of course, he grabs a fry first, and I can't say I have all that much in common with Dick, but I would have done the same thing.
When Dick's through the door, we pan around the room to see that there is, in fact, quite the mess inside. The good news is that Logan can pay his rent for a month just by cashing in all the recyclables littering the room. Dick asks Logan, who's sitting forlornly on the couch, if he heard about the fire in Veronica's neighborhood: "Somebody's meth lab blew up or something. Bet you could see it from the balcony." Logan actually buys this, showing just how far off his game he is, and he follows Dick out onto the terrace. Once Dick's wheeled out the cart, though, he smoothly goes back out the door and locks Logan out. Hee. Dick opens the front door and is like, "I'm gonna take a shower. You guys go to town." The guys enter, take a look around, and turn to each other, all, "We're gonna need a bigger boat." And it's not like the job's going to go any faster with Logan staring at them the whole time like a kicked, stubbly puppy.