is this thing on?

CASEY: uhh so i got tickets to the wimbledon final

CASEY: and i didn't know who to bring because who the fuck is pretentious enough to be into tennis

CASEY: then i thought of you

JOVI: This pretentious enough person is on first name basis with the Duchess of Sussex.

ELLIE: if you're famous enough it's always the season

ELLIE: if i accept the pumpkin spice will you make fun of me if i tell you i'm also wearing yoga pants and ugg boots?

ELLIE: the only way i could become more stereotypical white girl is if i was actually white

JOVI: So everybody in LA gets to drink it year-round. Noted.

JOVI: I could, but I wouldn't. My headache is far too grand for that.

JOVI: I've got to replenish my earl grey stash.

JOVI: I'm not sure how or why, but somebody mistakenly substituted my tea for their pumpkin spice whatever.

JOVI: I didn't know it was the season for that yet.

addie always assumed that, should jovi ever decide to return to the states, he’d let addie know himself. and when she’d heard rumors around the lot of his return, she refused to believe it until she saw him with her own eyes. hanging around the treble makers set seemed to be the only way to do so, since – if he was actually back in town – he was doing everything he could to avoid her. her eyes scanned the area, looking for any trace of her ex-fiancé; he just so happened to find her first. the sound of his voice alone sent her heart racing, her mind blanking on everything she’d wanted to say to him. “you’re here,” was all she could manage, her eyes drinking in every inch of him; maybe she wasn’t as over him as she’d thought, or maybe she never would be. “i mean – of course you’re here; i’m literallylooking at you, but –” where was she going with that? “i, um – when did you get back?” how long had she not known that they were in the same zip code?

“I am here,” he stated, because that seemed to be the easiest answer in that particular moment, the most straightforward way one could point out what was obvious. Of course, that led to an opening towards the most-likely follow up question, one he wasn’t just as keen on responding to. Both eyebrows arching up as he tried to mull it over, he made the mistake of meeting her eyes albeit very briefly, his entire body freezing at that slightest of contacts. Like there was a live wire somewhere he’d touched. “A few months. Not enough to contemplate breaking my lease.” Another pause, because he was unsure of whether to ask her something in return but, then again, he couldn’t see himself not to... “Were you looking for me?”

“hopefully just my pride; i’d hate to see what our lovely director would do to me if i broke their binder.” she attempted a smile back, running a hand through her hair now that she had a free one. it almost hurt to look at jovi sometimes with how pretty he was, and being in close proximity didn’t help matters. “kit would probably go easy on me, though.” she gave him a slightly more genuine smile and reached an arm out for the binders. “thanks for the concern, though.”

“Oh, dear, not their binder. It must’ve cost them at least one cent short of a dollar.” His tone was deadpan, seeing how it took something more than a title to earn his complete and absolute loyalty to the person in charge. “You don’t go around saying that so loudly now, can’t let these people think I’d go soft or something. Not even for those young ones under my care. So to speak.” He handed the precious items back, then, both arms crossing over his chest. “Let me know if you need a witness for worker’s comp.”

1. go to karaoke song?

Anything from the classics - probably something out of Les Mis that happens to be more suited to my range.

2. a song that describes them?

The Game of Thrones theme song.

13. best accomplishment?

Anything that I’ve done through university, scaling through the ranks towards my current position.

19. have they ever broken someones heart? has someone broken theirs?

That’s classified.

22. do they want children?

The question hadn’t crossed my mind.