It’s true. Joey does a lot with the time he doesn’t spend with the Titans - selling paintings at the Greenwich art show, teaching sign language at the New York School for the Deaf, working on spy operations with Searchers Inc. and just generally exploring his own affinity for art and music - but his favourite occupation by far is employment in the chorus lines of musical theatre shows.
He loves it. Loves to perform - but in the same way he signs when he can’t speak, Joey dances when he can’t act. His dancing bleeds into his talent at fighting, too, working to athletically lead and evade and only strike when absolutely necessary, and in that sense Jericho is known to be even more graceful in battle than Nightwing.
He knows without a voice he’s never likely to get further in the industry than the chorus line, but Joey isn’t looking to climb the ladder. He’s happy where he is, happy with the creativity and the exercise and the friends he’s made so easily backstage.
Yes, he can dance. And he’s paid for it.