Jean couldn't help it; she burst into a fit of giggles too. "Anytime, Paige", she said through small chuckles, bending down to careful set aside the gifts and yanking off her own plush winter coat. Carefully, she set it on an open chair and carefully stepped out of her converse sneakers. Yes, Jean was aware it was winter, but very few things could stop her from rocking her favorite pair of black converse. They were old and had holes, but they were hers and well, that was all that mattered.
Sinking down on the edge of the bed, the redhead folded a piece of kinky hair behind her ear and thought for a second. "I'm not completely banned, but I have to be careful. Plus, I'm not allowed to go on missions for awhile", she frowned and folded her arms upon her chest, "Which is frustrating because I became an X-Men to help people, but I guess they know best, right?"