“She likes you too, apparently,” I say bitterly. “Joker will be jealous when she smells her on me.” Seems Joker and I have a lot more in common than I thought. “I can’t say that I blame her for that.” “And why’s that, Rory?” he asks, attempting to poke into my head. I feign nonchalance. “No reason.” “Come on, talk to me—” “Ripley’s over here, Johnny,” Jill says. I straighten my spine. “Duty calls.”
