The blaring car horns catch Jess' attention, more than anything else. She turns to see one car swerve around a man standing right in the street, the driver shouting curses out his window as he passes by. The man... doesn't react, at all, and Jess purses her lips. Is he having a stroke or something?

Right. She's a very public, high-profile hero these days. She should maybe... intervene before someone hits him. She sighs and jogs into the street, only a little reluctantly. Helping random civilians is a lot harder for her than punching bad guys.

"Hello? Sir?"