Don't you Yanks have a phrase?

"Yeah, it was some art. I think that woman is art."

"Little River, she of the famed boots of great ice cream ass-kickery, would say her personality is art. I, on the other hand," Veronica taps the dashboard, "just think her hotwiring is art. Now, was there something else you wanted to show me?"

"You found car keys, yeah?" Tris asks. "Just around?"

"Backup did. My dog. But yes."

"Well, I've got plenty of places those might lead to."

"Huh?"

"I'll show you."

---

"... this is going to take forever, Williams."

"You're the spriteliest sheila I've ever had the occasion to meet -- "

"-- Mars-Wan Kenobi, of the Order of Perky, if your name is Logan Echolls --"

"-- so I'm sure you can do it."

---

Two and a half hours later, Veronica Mars has a beaten up but usable Chrysler OF THE FUTURE.

Meaning that there are buttons neither of them can figure out.

"Why didn't you tell anyone the hospital has an underground lot?"

"Well, nobody asked."