"Tea's fine," she tells him as Kamala halfway to fetched it already. Don't undercut her generosity, guy. Jess lingers in the bedroom doorway with her shoulder to the frame. Jess is just looking for something warm to pour down her throat -- seriously, as cold as she is, warm will do. Hot would probably put her into shock. She'll accept Kamala's mug and chug down two mouthfuls immediately. After a "thanks," of course.

The kitchen is full with Frank and his paw pal. Jess's next destination is her chair in the living room, if none of the other critters are curled up in it (coughpeakitten?wheeze).