Both Adam and Dakota smiled up as the two forms approached, being Paris and Jacob. Jacob still sported bruised ribs, yet had managed to cover up the pain with a smile. Settling beside Paris, he lifted a menu and ignored the glare and smirks shot his way by Paris and her parents.

"Jake, thats not very polite you know..." Paris muttered, only to receive a shrug. Growling, she shook her head, while the thought of 'this is going to be a very long night...' ran through her head.

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"Jake... that isnt my room..." Paris informed calmly, leaning against a door frame within the hotel. Jake blinked at the numbers on the door, then sheepishly turned around. Paris shook her head as Jason waltzed down the hall towards the two, smiling broadly. Paris jogged to meet him, her arms slipping around the male's neck, eyes closed as he kissed her deeply, if not roughly.

Jacob chose to ignore them, finally able to open the door in which Paris had informed him to be hers. Leaving Paris and Jason in the hall, he took the oppertuntity to poke through Paris' belongings.

Tossing aside black eyeliner and lipstick, as well as a brush, Jacob dug into her overnight bag. "God Paris, you really know how to live out of a bag." He commented to no one, considering the fact he was alone in the room at the moment.