Willow grimaced a bit, but the effect was ruined by the sparkle in her eyes. "Boy howdy, do we ever," she replied. "If it isn't a kidnapping, then it's an attack. If it isn't an attack, then it's something else. I'm kinda longing for the days when the worst I had to worry about was the mouth of Hell opening up and sucking us all inside." A shake of her head, then she nodded toward Jo's duffel bag.
"So, do you have everything you need? Because if not, we have a lot of stuff around here in the way of weapons..." she offered, not really certain what all Jo would need. She'd asked for muscle, though, and Willow could definitely provide that. She may not look it, but looks were often deceiving.