Veronica took it, slightly surprised he was being that formal. She shook it and let it drop. Fairly firm grip. A good sign. Not a weakling, though she hadn't exactly expected that out of him considering everything else she'd seen. Weak didn't seem like one of his traits; not with his job.
"I'll do that. Thanks a bunch, Clint. Veronica Mars. If you ever need someone to help get information out of someone, throw my name out," Veronica joked, though she wasn't exactly lying. It was one of her penchants. Having friends around to get information out of on multiple sides was just smart. "See you Robin Hood, Lucky."
She gave him a quick wave, wondering if he was even going to pick up what she'd pointed out. Was it even his?