Those script writers at Veronica Mars sure know how to keep the cool kids tuned in. Having Paul Rudd turn up as a booze-soaked rock has-been was one thing, but this week they went straight for the indie rock jugular. Reader Rebecca S. provides the transcript:
PIZ: So, I have news. I got offered an internship with Pitchfork Media. Pretty much the most highly regarded music review publication on the Internet.
VERONICA: Piz, that's fantastic!
PIZ: Yeah, I get to work with the most important critics in the business, see bands when they're on the verge of breaking. Might even get to do a few reviews myself, so I can really get my snob on. Their offices are in New York ... which could be cool, right?
VERONICA: Super cool, you lucky dog!
PIZ: Twelve weeks in the Big Apple.
As reader Travis tells us, Piz ultimately turns down the internship. Which was a wise decision 'cause he was sorta heading to the wrong city. Unless a Pitchfork internship these days means doing Ryan Schreiber's dishes in Brooklyn.
UPDATE: Looks like the dishwashing worked.
