Joie Minor Character Directory

"Her"?! Ivy's not a "her"! What the hell are you--? [Tripp quickly shook his head. Not important right now. Try as he might, none of this shit made any sense to him anyway.] And he doesn't need "protecting".

Ivy's not an Ivy. Which I know you know if you saw her name on the report. [Austin spit back.] And don't tell me what my friend's pronouns are when you're clearly very behind on information.

Ivy is an Ivy, [Tripp shot back.] Nicodemus Ambrose Lemon the Fourth, [He spat.] I.V.

Ivy! Stop! ...Fucking--NYPD! [He yelled as he ran. It definitely helped clear a path for him through the crowd, but Lemon had the jump on him. And she knew the layout of this place like the back of her hand. She was well past the curtain by the time he caught up--only to be cut off by Austin.]

[Austin stood his ground. And this was his ground.] I assure you, I can have an army behind me in seconds to protect her. So I suggest you start talking.

"Her"?! Ivy's not a "her"! What the hell are you--? [Tripp quickly shook his head. Not important right now. Try as he might, none of this shit made any sense to him anyway.] And he doesn't need "protecting".

He's also worried about anyone telling Lemon they saw him back here. You should've seen when Mason came here looking for her the other night and he was back here. He tried hiding under the sofa.

Austin's motto is literally, 'I ain't no snitch.' [Cee laughed. He tilted his head then though.] Mason was looking for Lem?

Yeah. He was, [Annie said simply.] It, um... Honestly? It kinda seemed like he knew stuff? And he wanted to know if you guys knew yet.

I definitely did a second ago, kid.

[As Lavish's set came to a close and Mason announced Char coming to the stage, Lemon came from the dressing room and out into the club--on the prowl for a nice viewing place for Cam's set that was coming up next.

[Austin's shoulders slumped.] Not again...

Ivy! Stop! ...Fucking--NYPD! [He yelled as he ran. It definitely helped clear a path for him through the crowd, but Lemon had the jump on him. And she knew the layout of this place like the back of her hand. She was well past the curtain by the time he caught up--only to be cut off by Austin.]

He doesn't care about Austin finding him. He's worried about Lemon finding him!

She hasn't been here! Just admit he's buying you chocolates.

He's also worried about anyone telling Lemon they saw him back here. You should've seen when Mason came here looking for her the other night and he was back here. He tried hiding under the sofa.

How could Conner be stealing Austin's chocolate? He's afraid to even come back here! [Annie reminded.]

[Cee giggled at that.] Like anyone would notice. Everyone steals Austin's chocolates.

He doesn't care about Austin finding him. He's worried about Lemon finding him!

[Tripp cracked open the new beer Henri slid to him and took a big sip.] Only found it the other day. Like I said: New lead.

You... did not say that, but okay.

I definitely did a second ago, kid.

They make dairy-free chocolate, Del, [Annie said as if it was obvious.]

Wait, I thought he was just stealing Austin's. Is he buying them himself? Cause that's a whole other matter!

How could Conner be stealing Austin's chocolate? He's afraid to even come back here! [Annie reminded.]

Sometimes Conner will sneak me some. [Annie admitted.] But I always still leave two for Lemon. Because she'll sniff them out anyway.

[Cee hummed as she sipped at her water.] And does Conner know you don't actually like chocolate very much?

They make dairy-free chocolate, Del, [Annie said as if it was obvious.]

You know chocolates basically can't exist around here. If Lem doesn't hoover them up, Luke will instead.

Then tell me, where am I supposed to eat any? [Cee laughed.]

Sometimes Conner will sneak me some. [Annie admitted.] But I always still leave two for Lemon. Because she'll sniff them out anyway.

Once I find him, I'll be out your hair. Thought I made that clear from the jump.

First of all, that's an exaggeration. We're doing much better now.

[Tripp cracked open the new beer Henri slid to him and took a big sip.] Only found it the other day. Like I said: New lead.

Why would I throw glitter at you? [Annie giggled.]

I don't know, ask Honeyy. I would've preferred balloons or chocolates.

You know chocolates basically can't exist around here. If Lem doesn't hoover them up, Luke will instead.

Y'know what? You're right. I don't. But I can't make myself look any different than I do. Trust me, Son, if I was just here for the beer, I'd happily be spending my time at one of those "cop bars". But I'm not. I'm here for a reason.

Maybe you missed the word 'another.' Let me try this. A different one. One somewhere else.

Once I find him, I'll be out your hair. Thought I made that clear from the jump.

You better! [Annie stressed.]

[Cee's smile softened and she gave Annie a little nod.] Thank you. That's all I've ever wanted to do. ...please don't throw glitter at me. Audrey worked so hard to get Honeyy's off.

Why would I throw glitter at you? [Annie giggled.]

What I'm doing is drinking a beer, Son, [Tripp stressed.] Haven't said a single thing to anyone except my order to your kind bartender over there. Nothing more, nothing less.

God, you have no idea what it's like to be a terrified queer kid just trying to find a safe space within their community. Who cares about other people's feelings since you're 'not doing anything.' They have beers at cop bars, maybe go find one of those.

Y'know what? You're right. I don't. But I can't make myself look any different than I do. Trust me, Son, if I was just here for the beer, I'd happily be spending my time at one of those "cop bars". But I'm not. I'm here for a reason.

EWW! [Annie said even louder between a fit of giggles.] Nooooo. You guys are gonna be gross now!

[Cee giggled with her.] We will work to keep that part of things out of rooms you're in. [She promised.]

You better! [Annie stressed.]

[Tripp took another sip of his beer then slowly set it down.] I'm a paying customer, Son. I ain't hurting anybody.

Can we not? You know exactly what you're doing. And the cost of that beer isn't gonna make up for all the other drinks we aren't selling. In fact, I'll let you have it for free if you get away from the bar. You want to talk to me, I have an office.

What I'm doing is drinking a beer, Son, [Tripp stressed.] Haven't said a single thing to anyone except my order to your kind bartender over there. Nothing more, nothing less.