"Mm," she concurred, though 'few' might've been a slight understatement. Crossing her arms over the table, Jessica sat forward and for a brief moment, thought of how much more comfortable she'd be participating from above with Spider-Man. Of course, it was unimportant and rather fleeting, as she let out a quiet sigh and asked, holding her hand out, "So then, what do we want to do?" She paused, appearing thoughtful, and then shrugged. "I likely won't be accepting SHIELD's invitation."