... Dammit! He's too smooth. Annie's resolve vanishes and she lowers her weapon, tucking some hair behind her ear while fighting a smile and a blush. He's good. Too good.

"Oh, stop." She giggles before finally regaining her composure. Quick! To the door! She pushes past Jesse, stretching up on her tip toes to see out the paint-splattered window. "Were you followed?" She whips around to look at him, "Are you with them?"

Them could really mean either group at this point. She really has no idea what's going on out there anymore.