As the initial reaction at someone popping into existence in her living room calmed itself, Jo looked at Jesse. She had already demon-proofed the home and lined all entryways with salt and devil's traps. She was as protected as she could be here.
After a moment, her shoulders relaxed and she smiled at Jesse. She left the gun where it was.
"Knocking might be a good idea next time," she agreed.
She gestured around herself.
"But I'd like to see. And um, welcome to my humble home."