"Oh, I don't know," Jessica chuckled again, ignoring her voice as best she could as she spoke, and clicked her bottle against Danny's. "He did seem rather upset when I wouldn't let him spend all his time in the closet." And yes. She was fully aware of what she just said. That was exactly why she said it.
Grinning, Jessica then made her way over to set herself down on the couch. "I think you should do it," she started with a bit of a nod. "After all, they both hate me thanks to my face, so you would probably run the least risk of getting punched right in the nose if you said it." Really, it was likely that the both of them ran the risk of getting hurt by saying something like that, but that was neither here nor there. "At least you lucked out and got to continue to look like yourself though."