"Eh, it's not just them. I think I generally hate most of the people on Earth, but these people are easy targets for me," Vanessa says back in a introspective type way before grabbing the turkey leg back and attempting to take an even bigger bite than Jake. She could, of course. She had a rather wide mouth, and this was the type of competition she knew she could win. "Never been to one of these? Then somebody in Heaven loves you... But I wouldn't mind going around a few times on the ferris wheel." She smiles up at him.

Vanessa stands back, recognizing the line before Jake did. She watches him for a moment, taking a couple smaller bites out of the turkey leg as she did, feeling ultimately like a winner anyway. Vanessa had kept her diva moments to a minimum, but she was already in a location that she hated with people that she despised, so she figured that the world owed her a ferris wheel ride right goddamn now. She throws the demolished turkey leg in the trash and then pushes her way through the crowd, grabbing Jake's hand and guiding them to the front of the line. "Two, please," she says with a quick, winning smile to the ferris wheel operator, who recognizes her immediately from Cherry Street and lets them on without any fuss. "Aw, hooray! Thank you!" She gives the operator another little smile before making her way into the ferris wheel pod.

Vanessa smiles back at Jake as she gets into the pod, ignoring all the people who seem put off by them cutting to the front of the line. She liked that Jake was the type of person who let her take charge every once in a while. If he was always trying to run the show and tell her what to do, she would probably end up hating him. As much as she hated to admit it, she was probably in one of the healthiest relationships of her life with Jake. "Thanks for coming here," she says, realizing that she didn't thank him before.

Vanessa giggles a little when Jake utters his romantic comedy cliche response. "Don't worry about it. You're too handsome to be mad at for long," she says back, responding with an equally embarrassing cliche. She winks and leans into him when he puts his arm around her, laying her head on his shoulder. "Yep." She nods, responding to his question of if she was going on in a few hours. "Are you going to stay for the show?"

Vanessa feels her normal surge of both happiness and disgust when somebody is being nice to her when Jake tells her how excited he is to see her, and compliments her. She was happy that he thought so highly of her, and had been awaiting this moment to see her on stage... and was disgusted by him for the very same reason. "Aww... thanks," she says back softly, trying to keep herself from laughing at him outright. She wasn't great with compliments. If somebody insulted her, she knew exactly how to respond. But when somebody said something nice about her... she was never sure what to do. "I'll be sure to do that. I'm always looking for a reason to overshadow the rest of my group." She jokes, giving a little wink, and then turning her head to look out over the entire fairground.

Vanessa sighs and leans her head on Jake's shoulder as they go around the top of the Ferris wheel and then start the descent back down. She didn't want to be one of those couples. In fact, identifying herself as part of a couple at all wasn't something she wanted at all. But with Jake, she felt mostly okay with it. She really liked him. Maybe not loved him, but definitely liked him.

OOC: Hey, since their tour is over now, do you mind if we skip ahead a couple days now, with her back home?

Vanessa lays on her sofa, her feet up on the arms of the couch. Cherry Street's tour had ended a few days ago, and Vanessa was starting to feel rested again. The tour had taken a lot out of her - not only with the performances almost every night, but also with the fan interactions and parties that she had been dragged to. She hated feeling like she had to be "on" all the time. Vanessa loved singing and performing, and loved her fans, but she physically didn't have the ability to be as social as her other Cherry Street members could. She sighs as she glances over at the television. She was watching Always Sunny, but now some other show was on that she didn't know. She was bored and wanted some interaction, but she couldn't be bothered to get up and put on some clothes to go out in. So she chose the next best thing: The boyfriend. She picks up her phone and texts him.

Vanessa: "hey, come over"

Vanessa picks up her phone and reads the message back. "Ugh, god damnit..." She says softly. She wasn't going to beg for Jake to come over. He was her boyfriend, not her dealer. She puts down the phone and looks back at the television, planning on not answering him. She had invited him over, and if he didn't want to come, then he just wouldn't be seeing her. But after a couple of minutes of watching the TV, she remembered why she had texted him in the first place - boredom - and then picked back up her phone.

Vanessa: "fine, i'm on my way."

She grabbed her jacket and pulled it on as she walked out the door, calling out, "I'm leaving!" to any roommate that was still in the apartment, although she doubted there was any.

Vanessa hails a cap and takes it to Jake's house. She wasn't even aware that there was a game on today. She wasn't much of a sports girl. While in the back of the cab, she fixes her makeup a little. She always rocked a shade of bright red lipstick that made her blonde hair and blue eyes stand out, along with her Stevie Nicks-esque shall-and-dress combo. Stepping out of the cab in front of Jake's house, she looked like the bohemian dream girl that she normally looked like. She knocks on the front door and then leans against the wall, waiting for Jake to answer.

"Yeah, I think it is," Vanessa agrees as she walks into the home, looking around, making her way to where through the natural flow of the house, into the living room. "Aw, look at that... you paused the game for me. How sweet," she says, eyeing the television before reaching over to the remote and turning off the TV entirely. She wasn't going to share Jake's attention with anybody. Vanessa sits on the back of the couch and cocks her head to the side with a small smile, waiting to see Jake's reaction. She was in an impish mood today, and Jake was probably going to be on the receiving end of it.