Veronica sat up straight and pursed her lips, thinking. As weird as her apartment made her feel, she got the impression that Logan could use a little bit of familiarity right now. And also probably food, if he was working on a college campus in the cafeteria--neither a thing known for culinary excellence.
She shrugged. "I've been to a vampire club, for about 20 minutes-- don't ask. Other than that... tracked you down, found the apartment, and got discharged from an asylum."
She stood up, tilting her head in the direction of the door. "Hungry?"