Vanessa grins back, finding a fun game for her to play until she got bored with it. When she sees Jake coming back towards her for the remote, she holds it far away from him and aims it at the television again, turning it off. "Oh no. Who knows what important... kick or... score... or whatever Tom Brady does... we'll miss now!" she says with faux disappointment, stumbling over her words, as she knew nothing about sports. She sits down in one of the chairs in the living room and smiles at him, the remote still firmly in her hand. "Wouldn't you rather have me all to yourself?"

Vanessa had to admit, it was kind of cute the way he was trying to get the remote back. She figured she had to hand it over now, he was even offering her a shirt for it. But one last little game first. "Fine..." She leans over lightly and places the remote snug in her cleavage. "Come get it, it's all yours," she says with a wink. "And bring me that shirt, too. It's kind of cute."