The blast of the hose hit Meredith square in the abdomen. The force should have been enough to known the girl back over, easily. She had to know it, as well, working with such equipment on a regular basis. For some reason, however, it didn't. Meredith found herself with the strength to remain standing, steadfast as the stream pounded against her, as though she were being shot with nothing more powerful than a child's toy. Within a few moments, Pauly once again cut the valve.<br/><br/>"Hold up!" He demanded, as he stormed over to the cage. "We lost one! What happened to that hipster bitch?" He was looking directly into the cage, though he seemed convinced that there was one woman missing. The others would, as well, find it impossible to see Jasmine, so long as she wanted to disappear.