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>AI Fanfic: Jason defending Trans Lucia from a bigot
>**[Outside a crowded Vice City bar. Lucia and Jason are walking toward their car when a drunk man steps into Lucia's path.]**
>**GUY:** Hey. You.
>**LUCIA:** Keep walking, Jason.
>**JASON:** Was planning on it.
>**GUY:** I’m talking to her.
>**JASON:** Yeah, I noticed. You got that whole "lost puppy with a hate crime in his heart" thing going.
>**LUCIA:** Jason.
>**JASON:** What?
>**LUCIA:** Don't.
>**JASON:** I'm not doing anything.
>**GUY:** What's your problem, man?
>**JASON:** Currently? You.
>**GUY:** She ain't even—
>**JASON:** Stop.
>**[The guy hesitates.]**
>**JASON:** See, here's the thing. You don't know her. You don't know what she's been through. You don't know anything about her.
>**GUY:** I know what she is.
>**JASON:** Amazing. You can identify a human being. Gold star.
>**LUCIA:** Jason.
>**JASON:** I'm almost done.
>**GUY:** You her boyfriend or something?
>**JASON:** Unfortunately for you.
>**GUY:** And you're okay with—
>**JASON:** Lucia being Lucia?
>**GUY:** Yeah.
>**JASON:** Buddy, I robbed a bank with this woman.
>**LUCIA:** Twice.
>**JASON:** Twice. You think *that* is where I drew the moral line?
>**LUCIA:** That's actually a very good point.
>**JASON:** Thank you.
>**GUY:** She's a freak.
>**[Jason's smile disappears.]**
>**JASON:** No.
>**GUY:** What?
>**JASON:** See, that's the part where you got confused.
>**[Jason steps closer.]**
>**JASON:** She's not a freak.
>**JASON:** She's my girlfriend.
>**JASON:** She's smarter than me, tougher than me, and somehow has better taste in clothes despite spending half her life around criminals.
>**LUCIA:** You own three shirts.
>**JASON:** Four.
>**LUCIA:** One has blood on it.
>**JASON:** That's a feature.
>**[Lucia suppresses a laugh.]**
>**JASON:** Point is, you don't get to stand there and decide she's less of a person because you can't handle her.
>**GUY:** And what are you gonna do about it?
>**JASON:** Honestly?
>**[Beat.]**
>**JASON:** I was hoping you'd leave before I had to come up with something.
>**LUCIA:** He's lying.
>**JASON:** Completely.
>**LUCIA:** Let's go.
>**JASON:** Yeah.
>**[They walk toward the car.]**
>**LUCIA:** That was sweet.
>**JASON:** I threatened him.
>**LUCIA:** You threatened him *politely*.
>**JASON:** I'm growing.
>**LUCIA:** Don't get carried away.
>**JASON:** Wouldn't dream of it.
>**[Outside a crowded Vice City bar. Lucia and Jason are walking toward their car when a drunk man steps into Lucia's path.]**
>**GUY:** Hey. You.
>**LUCIA:** Keep walking, Jason.
>**JASON:** Was planning on it.
>**GUY:** I’m talking to her.
>**JASON:** Yeah, I noticed. You got that whole "lost puppy with a hate crime in his heart" thing going.
>**LUCIA:** Jason.
>**JASON:** What?
>**LUCIA:** Don't.
>**JASON:** I'm not doing anything.
>**GUY:** What's your problem, man?
>**JASON:** Currently? You.
>**GUY:** She ain't even—
>**JASON:** Stop.
>**[The guy hesitates.]**
>**JASON:** See, here's the thing. You don't know her. You don't know what she's been through. You don't know anything about her.
>**GUY:** I know what she is.
>**JASON:** Amazing. You can identify a human being. Gold star.
>**LUCIA:** Jason.
>**JASON:** I'm almost done.
>**GUY:** You her boyfriend or something?
>**JASON:** Unfortunately for you.
>**GUY:** And you're okay with—
>**JASON:** Lucia being Lucia?
>**GUY:** Yeah.
>**JASON:** Buddy, I robbed a bank with this woman.
>**LUCIA:** Twice.
>**JASON:** Twice. You think *that* is where I drew the moral line?
>**LUCIA:** That's actually a very good point.
>**JASON:** Thank you.
>**GUY:** She's a freak.
>**[Jason's smile disappears.]**
>**JASON:** No.
>**GUY:** What?
>**JASON:** See, that's the part where you got confused.
>**[Jason steps closer.]**
>**JASON:** She's not a freak.
>**JASON:** She's my girlfriend.
>**JASON:** She's smarter than me, tougher than me, and somehow has better taste in clothes despite spending half her life around criminals.
>**LUCIA:** You own three shirts.
>**JASON:** Four.
>**LUCIA:** One has blood on it.
>**JASON:** That's a feature.
>**[Lucia suppresses a laugh.]**
>**JASON:** Point is, you don't get to stand there and decide she's less of a person because you can't handle her.
>**GUY:** And what are you gonna do about it?
>**JASON:** Honestly?
>**[Beat.]**
>**JASON:** I was hoping you'd leave before I had to come up with something.
>**LUCIA:** He's lying.
>**JASON:** Completely.
>**LUCIA:** Let's go.
>**JASON:** Yeah.
>**[They walk toward the car.]**
>**LUCIA:** That was sweet.
>**JASON:** I threatened him.
>**LUCIA:** You threatened him *politely*.
>**JASON:** I'm growing.
>**LUCIA:** Don't get carried away.
>**JASON:** Wouldn't dream of it.
