"Yes," Jessica asserted with a firm nod. There wasn't much more to that, really, and so she watched him and all his excitement patiently, gliding in closer to the building in time to consider his skepticism with confusion. Punk'd? What the hell did that even mean? Her lips pursed with some uncertainty, a subtle hint that if that was one of those silly pop culture reference that people liked to make here, she wasn't familiar with it.
"Uh, no. You're--I'm not punking you. On the contrary, I'm asking you a serious question that I'd really like you to say yes to." Otherwise this whole thing would've been a complete waste of time and she would have to explain to Tony and the Captain that the kid thought he was 'being punk'd' which, whatever that was, was absolutely crazy. Settling next to him on the side of the building she grinned. "So what'll it be?"