Jessica had spent the last few reading over that post that seemed to cover a lot of the information about the place again. She was used to weird. Honestly, this was the woman who's dad shot an untested spider venom serum into her when she was four, so she'd been around weird all of her life. Including the three decades or so that she was less than conscious. But really, demons, those were kinda new to her. Magic, not so much. Superheroes, yeah, more than used to that. Demons were different.
Okay, so maybe she was used to the aspect where they could possess people. After all, Morgan Le Fey had tried to possess her for a long time before Jessica killed her.
But when she heard a motorcycle approaching, she looked away from the screen on that fancy phone SWORD gave her, figuring that if it was one of the Ghost Riders (She knew there was more than one, they were spotted together sometimes, after all) coming to greet her, he would probably be on just two wheels. And it seemed like she was right. "Danny?" she said in response as she stood from the bench she had been sitting on, one hand grabbing the handles of her bag without even thinking about it. After all, leaving the bag containing her suit behind would be a bad idea.