For a moment, Jasper could only utter a surprised, "Oh," because they weren't even competing in the same league. In fact, Jasper wasn't sure if he was really supposed to be here at all, but he started to laugh regardless and was glad to put a hand over his mouth because his face felt hot. "That's commitment. Strong character," he noted, impressed rather than indulging in her shame, trying to focus on that implication from her story and not where exactly he was wasting his time during the first days of the Avengers. Improv nights at Vanderbilt, and how boring and professionally attired. "Do...all of your clothes shrink now?" he had to ask, mouth ahead of mind only to realize what he meant as a distraction was actually worse. "I mean, you can't just, how long, how often do you..." he tried to correct, hand rolling in the air to change the card because none of these were working for him.