That shuttle ride had been... something else. He kinda had an idea how Zack's first, unmorphed, ride in his Zord had been, now.

Looking around at that food spread, the welcome banner, and the... glitter... Jason was starting to get the feeling this wasn't the reform school that the Sheriff's Department thought it was. Which was just fine with him, really. Because his name appeared to be on the roster so as long as everyone concerned figured he was supposed to be here, he wasn't going to correct anyone.

Nametag firmly affixed, he went to go look for this 'Peridot' who was supposed to be his 'big sibling' or whatever.