Without Jack there Juno just felt awkward. She was standing around mulling over everything and wishing Jack would cook the damn octopus already. Turning to Marco, Juno furrowed her brow at his continuous poking of Oliver, then looked up at Oliver with a questioning look as if wondering how long he was planning on letting that continue. "Uh, so, you guys'll be okay? I kinda wanna change before I sweat my weight."
With that said Juno looked around for Jim, though she couldn't exactly look at his face for the moment. Living in small spaces with others she could do, but she'd never really had to share a room, since her rooms had all been more like closet spaces straight out of Harry Potter - minus the staircase or the annoying cousin, thankfully. "Jim?" she called faintly, "You wanna, uh...?"
Without finishing the sentence she pointed awkwardly to the door out into the rest of the house, picking up her discarded clothing after she was sure her message had been understood.