Jesse looked round and grinned. "Hey, there's trouble." he greeted warmly. He, like he usually did, sort of half tuned out her rambling about...whatever the hell shopping she'd been doing, just looking for key, important words out of the flurry. It was better than letting his brain get doused in sugar. Hell, a good chunk of his daughters glittery pink princess bullshit collection was due to Savannah. Though she loved it, so he didn't complain. Also, it meant he didn't have to go through the line at the store carrying said glittery pink princess bullshit, because Jessie already had it all. Nevermind he shopped for her all the time and didn't feel twitchy about say, carrying giant teddybears around the store...he never claimed to make sense.
Once he realized she was just going on about a bracelet, and fashion or some shit, he decided Samantha was the best sibling to field this particular situation, and he left his greeting as it was, giving her a smile and nod to her tirade.