The boots confuse her until the mention of the meeting, and then Veronica figures she gets the gist. It's on the tip of her tongue to say aloud her very particular thoughts about Jake's outburst, but Cougar's got his own ways of dealing with these things.

"That it was," she agrees as she accepts the pencil and folds it into the center of her homemade journal. "Looks like we're a whole village of fuck-ups." She hasn't decided yet if that's comforting or disturbing.