"...Comrade Jones? I am being very sorry for the confusion... you should not have been doing the appearing here." Oh, good god. Can we all agree that one thing Jessica of all people did NOT need right now was a talking dog? Ah well. Cosmo was trying to help, ok?
He padded up to her, pamphlet in his mouth, tail wagging happily as he telepathically spoke to her.
"Cosmo tried to get here as fast as he could, da? Are you being alright?"