Jessica grabs her undies off her head, trotting after the cinnamon-haired boy as she juggles her pack and her bokken, trying to get her clothing into the bag.  "Wait!  What are you talking about?  What is going on?"  With a frustrated growl, she finally crams her panties and bra into the bag, hoping she won't have to do too much running to keep up with the little bastard.<br/><br/>"I swear, if you sprout white ears and a fluffy rabbit tail and start yammering on about being late, I will spit and roast you," she growls mostly to herself, breaking into a smooth sprint to catch up with him.