As Jessica was blinded once again while Jude hurtled towards the enemy, she couldn't help but think (while cursing VERY LOUDLY) that her first real fight didn't go exactly to plan. Jessica stumbled as the bling flared up, face-planted in the sand, and began whimpering like a puppy again. Her two pairs of glasses fell off just in time to see that old teacher lady ram into Lou like a truck (or a train?) and send the man hurtling to the ground.

Some guy she'd never seen told them they did a good job, which made that sentiment from a complete stranger one more time than she'd ever gotten from her actual parents, and she gave him a half-hearted thumbs up.

"He was a BITCH," Jessica added intelligently.

She took a couple more seconds on the ground before getting up, dusting off, and hanging her pairs of glasses from the collar of her track suit. She could finally see Gawain, who looked just as punchable as she had first imagined, and cringed.

"Could you get Mordred next time? He's WAY COOLER and SUPER EVIL, and if you watch a lot of anime, probably a woman," Jessica suggested sagely, because as everyone knew, evil was not only cooler... but STRONGER and LESS OBNOXIOUS.

Jessica then began removing all of Lou's bling, which would not only disarm him just in case, but probably give her some SWEET BLASTER CRED. She tossed the necklace, which was already on the ground, to Haywood.

"You alright, Hellmouth? You earned it," she said, beckoning the man who claimed to have a healing epithet over, "hey, doc, I got a headache to beat the band. But check on Hellmouth and them first. They were closer to the guy and didn't have glasses."