OOC: Jack is a paradox, remember?
Artist jumped down the building, onto a dumpster. She was going to find those people she had dumped paint on, and see what they were. Something was off about them, especially the guy.
Artist skipped onto the little platform that had a perception filter, smiling as it went down.
"Hello, friends!" she said as it landed ,throwing her hands up, then doing this.. thingy.
"I spy, with my little eye! Something is definitely wrong with you." she said, pointing toward Jack.