Night. Veronica and Icetwin are tracking the BMW. She's perplexed at how erratic the signal's movements are. She pulls over, and they get out of the car, and soon she declares that the signal is right on top of them. Veronica, didn't you see Aliens? Run! They look over, and a very cute dog comes up to them, wearing the tracking device as a collar. Dude, tell me there aren't a lot of rich dog owners who would pay top dollar for one of those. Isn't absurdity the mother of invention?
Chez Mars, the next morning. Keith tests the waters by asking Veronica if she wants breakfast, but she says she'll just grab an apple. Lukewarm, I'd say. Probably about what's deserved. She notices an envelope on the counter with Icetwin's name on it. Keith tells her that it's everything she "may or may not" want to know about Icetwin. He tells her she's free to open it or throw it away. Ooh, nasty. He knows she won't be able to resist, even though she wants to, and she'll be mad at herself for it. Nicely played, Mars. Nicely played.