In a convenience store, Logan gets disapproving looks from a couple of Latino kids.

Cut to outside, where the kids ride by on their bikes, and one of them hocks a loogie right in Logan's face. He looks bummed, although I think it's less that he's developing a sense of right and wrong and more that he thinks poverty is transmissible through bodily fluids.

Logan's now on a couch with Hannah. She notices his sulky mood, and when she calls him on it, he says he's fine. She tells him he's lying, and gives him a titty twister as punishment. Poor, naïve girl, thinking he's not enjoying that. They giggle-wrestle until Hannah's mom comes in and asks to see Hannah in the kitchen for a moment. One guesses that she hasn't changed her mind about Logan, given that she looks ready to spit at Logan as well. Only the projectile will be not so much "saliva" as "nails." Hannah introduces Logan, who asks to use Ms. Griffith's computer, saying he wants to check some fantasy scores, but presumably actually to look for advice on the question of what to do if your girlfriend's mother's hatred for you is so strong that she's singeing your eyebrows from a distance of ten feet.

But no, Logan's faking an email from Hannah's mom to her dad, saying she found some condoms in Hannah's room, and that they need to talk. Score another one for Logan, so to speak.

In the kitchen, Hannah asks her mom how she can disapprove of Logan; she doesn't even know him. Honey, if everyone were held to that standard, our reality forums would need a much less powerful server. Hannah's mom brings up the bum fights, and Hannah calls her judgmental, and all I can say is that if you're going to pull this "us against the world" crap, you'd better be sure that the other half of your "us" isn't completely obsessed with "me." Hannah's mom: "He's a phony. He's ugly on the inside, all he wants from you is sex, and he's gonna break your heart." Hannah, needless to say, disagrees, and while that was probably a foregone conclusion, at least Hannah's mother didn't half-ass her future reason for saying "I told you so." Logan enters, pretending not to have heard the last part of the conversation. He crows about his fantasy results -- which are more aptly named than usual, in this case -- and then offers to take out the garbage for Ms. Griffith. She reluctantly and silently hands it over, and at least Hannah doesn't make me sick by being all, "See? SEE?" at her mother. You don't want to give her an opening to bring up Logan's relationship with trash.