[ hey Jade no big deal or anything, Jess has just been keeping an eye on the goddamn Hatman, when she's not evenly distributing suspicion throughout the rest of the gathering. the people he goes off with seem to come back more or less fine, from her vantage point, but when she saw him take a teenager down the trail of treats, she thought it best to tag along, finally. she hangs back, exploiting some 20/20 hero vision to verify nothing untoward goes down, barring giving alcohol to obvious minors, and decides she'll maintain focus on the kid and guard her best interests.
translation: she should be a lightweight and bad at keeping track of her bottle. Jess would rather steal it from her than have some creepy dude think she owes him one. and then she might as well keep an eye on her and make sure no one else takes advantage. that was plan A. or Jade look so wholly out of sorts with it that Jess wanders up and holds out her hand with deadpan expectation. that's B. or, if she has to, she'll fight a carpet for it, however you wanna work this (and that's C for COME AT ME RUG) ]
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translation: she should be a lightweight and bad at keeping track of her bottle. Jess would rather steal it from her than have some creepy dude think she owes him one. and then she might as well keep an eye on her and make sure no one else takes advantage. that was plan A. or Jade look so wholly out of sorts with it that Jess wanders up and holds out her hand with deadpan expectation. that's B. or, if she has to, she'll fight a carpet for it, however you wanna work this (and that's C for COME AT ME RUG) ]