Jamie lets her eyes lock with Yuki-Yuki, and says, quite dryly, 'So, does your mind simply go somewhere else whenever you hear something vaguely sexual, or are you trying to punk me a bit there?' she asks, hands on her hips. 'And... How can you not have heard of Blojob? He tried to carve obscene graffiti in the moon with a laser only a year ago!' she says, incredulously. 'But... for that matter... Where on earth are we?' she says, still rubbing her sore hand as she looks around uncertainly, hands moving down to her hips again as she looks around. 'God, I'll hear no end of it from Professor Longfellow if I'm late for that test tomorrow.' she complains irritably.