You've reached Veronica Mars. This whole voicemail 'thing' is strange and foreign to me, but I hear that it is considered customary to leave a message at the beep.
"I like rebels." He curled his fingers around hers, enjoying the view because - hello topless girl - and let her lead the way into her room.
Veronica walked him over to the bed, then reached into her dresser to pull out a square package, then turned back around to kiss him firmly as she crawled onto the bed.
Veronica had seen Varsity Blues, actually, so their thoughts were heading to the same general place. She smiled coyly at him, tilting her head, "Well... I hadn't had specific plans..."