Joan's Knife part b

Joan attempted to catch up to Kathy but tripped right at the moment she had reached out to put a hand on Kathy's shoulder. Joan landed hard on her own shoulder against the ground but avoided bumping in to Kathy. Having heard the tumble, Kathy stopped and looked down at her friend on the ground.
"What is the matter with you?" Kathy asked. Athletically, Joan leaped back upright.
"Kathy, I felt so sorry for that guy. He doesn't even know his own name. I ... I thought that I could bring him by here real quick and we could clean him up and send him on his way. Something just flickered in my conscience when I was on my way to the party here." Kathy gave an incredulous look at Joan then walked to the Jeep and approached the guy in the passenger's seat.
"Hey, buddy. What's your name," Kathy asked. The guy looked straight at her and smiled gently.
"Good afternoon, ma'am. My name is Leon Drummer. That's a beautiful dress that you're wearing," the guy said. Joan looked at the guy quickly with her lips pressed tightly together and daggers in her eyes. Kathy looked briefly at Joan without responding to Leon.
"I just wanted to have a real good party so we could all get together and blow off some steam without any guys around. Was that too much to ask? Could you get this bum out of here, please?" Kathy said with a touch of anger.
"It's not too much to ask, Kathy. If you only knew how much I regret picking him up now," Joan said as she cut her eyes toward Leon with hostility. Kathy sighed and turned from Joan, the Jeep, and Leon without saying goodbye. Joan was about to plead for forgiveness but thought better of it. She hoped in her Jeep curtly, set her jaw tight, and fired the ignition. Leon bowed his head and said,
"Good evening, afternoon ma'am." Joan forced her jaws tighter, backed the Jeep out, turned up the driveway and headed away from the party. What happened to I-can't-remember, Joan mumbled under her breath. On the highway, Joan accelerated past the speed limit and enjoyed the wind whipping through her hair. She glanced quickly toward Leon and saw that his hands were clutching his knees with a wide smile on his face. She calculated that the damage to her friendship with Kathy could be repaired over the next couple of weeks even though it might take six months to get invited to another one of her parties. At the corner of Jupiter and Third, Joan decided to drive to the Rock. She could the sun and some wine coolers and Leon could get cleaned up there. It could also be a good place to push him over a high ledge; accidentally of course. She pulled in to the 6-12 to pick up some wine coolers.
"Want some beer, Leon?"
"That would be good, ma'am. I could use a bath though," Leon said as he reached into a coat pocket. Joan immediately put her hand on her knife. Leon didn't see her as he pulled out several bills from his coat. He pulled one apart from the rest and handed it to Joan saying, "Let me pay." She took the bill from him thinking that it was only a one.
"Thanks, Leon. This'll help. What kind of beer you drink?"
"Cold." Joan laughed at his answer and walked toward the convenience store entrance. As she reached to open a cooler door inside the store with the bill in her hand, she noticed that it was a hundred. She immediately looked back toward her Jeep where Leon was sitting. Drug dealer, Joan thought to herself.