[Everything happened so fast that Jane startled as the...girl...ran up to her and grabbed her. She half-noticed Yosuke crouching and trembling, but she was so out of sorts she didn't know what to make of anything. Everything was happening so fast, in fact, that before she even looks over at who's hand is clutching hers, she answers in haste.]

I don't know, I don't know. I-I was in bed...in your apartment, next to you and then I woke up in this baseball fi---

[Yeah, about that time, mid-sentence, Jane realizes that what she's been hearing isn't the raspy, gravelly voice she was so used to hearing. Jane raises her dark eyes to meet Jesse's. Well, who she expects to be Jesse. Instead, she's greeted with a softer, feminine face, not to mention a shaved head she didn't recognize and...Jesse wouldn't wear those clothes in a million years. Yeah, she was convinced this was all one major trip.]

Who the hell are you?! Where's Jesse?

[Jane wrenched her hand free. It wasn't that she was trying to be a bitch, but she was coming down hard, suffering from pull sickness, and completely disoriented. Jane was used to having her feet planted on the ground...at least she was before she relapsed. But, relapse or not, she was used to knowing what she wanted, how to get it, and what she was doing. This whole...rug being pulled out from under her situation just wasn't cutting it.]