Jess susses out where the soap is and works up some suds in the sink she continues to listen idly. Kamala ushers them towards a good note to conclude on. Neither of them bring up the possibility of the inevitable new arrivals being someone they know, IE care about or fear. Jess has read the previous iteration lists enough times to know Nelson wasn't on there (and as for Elektra, she still assumes that's a pseudonym). She would prefer to discuss that with Frank in private rather than trouble Kamala with it when her birthday is coming up in a couple days.

She returns to the table to retrieve her empty glass, making brief eye contact with them both and mustering a passing, flat sort of smile that's the facial equivalent of small talk.