Kate pulled herself off the ground from where Joseph's blast had hurled her, the wedding cake, and a large middle aged reporter who was stammering appologies.  She surveyed her ruined dress with a mixture of annoyance and dismay.  "Costume on." She said in an undertone, and like a light switch, her costume replaced her dress.  She hovered upwards, prepared to grab the nearest civilians and fly them away if things escalated.  She accessed the people nearest her, determinig which of her old students she could grab to help her evacuate vulnerable people to the mansion.