"You should see the other guys," she grinned at Jack. All things considered, she'd gotten off light. She'd been in much worse fights, including some with her powers deactivated. A busted lip was nothing. She laughed just a little bit as Longshot recounted his fight with the mugger. The impromptu plate to the head was a classic move, and always ended in the most hilarious falls.
"Don't mention it," she waved away Longshot's thanks, tilting her head to watch as Jack headed away, making sure to draw their attention to his thankfully very attractive bare ass. As he ducked into his room, she smiled at Longshot. "Someday he'll be house-trained."
"You're here," she slid the door open and stepped inside, reaching to hit the lights. The room was a decent size, but not big enough to warrant a tour, with a full sized bed, a small but functional bathroom, and an empty dresser and wardrobe. That, at least, was to be temporarily remedied, and she pulled a drawer open so Jack could drop some of the clothes inside. Noting Jack's wardrobe change and making a mental note to talk him back out of it once Longshot was settled, she commented, "Cute shorts."