It took a solid thirty seconds for Jo to realize that Anna was talking, and she blinked, thinking back to try and figure out what she'd just said. Once she did, she nodded a little dazedly. "Uh, yeah. Right." The blond stepped back, pulling the door open the rest of the way, her eyes still staring at Anna's stomach. After the angel had entered, she pushed the door shut, then walked to the kitchen to pull open the fridge and look inside. It was empty of anything alcoholic, a fact which caused her to curse out loud. Pulling out a bottle of water, she headed for the stairs and walked up to the bedroom, then sat on the bed and waited for Anna to follow. Except she wouldn't, because this had to be some kind of bizarre dream, right?