Vianna had been completely oblivious to the knocking on the heavy, polished dark wood doors of the suite at first. She couldn't hear anything besides her own breathing at this point; well, and Ferris's. Her attention wasn't on hearing, anyway. Her attention was on her husband's lips, on how wonderfully they were treating her skin, on how amazing it felt to be kissed by him, and how badly she didn't want it to end. Her hands had found their way over to his soft curls, absentmindedly playing with them the way she so often loved to do as he continued kissing her neck.

But then came Julia's voice, cutting through the cloud of bliss the couple had been in like a sharp knife, causing Vianna's brows to furrow slightly. She giggled lightly at Ferris's simple response to her brother's girlfriend, her crystal blue eyes fluttering open as she was interrupted from the daze she had been in. But even if she was mildly amused by her husband's reaction, the girl couldn't help feeling a little annoyed. What would it take for everyone to just let them be? Couldn't they just apparate straight into the suite like they had done, or something?!

It was then that Julia managed to enter the room, now causing a scene over her disgust of the sight that greeted her. Vianna understood how the girl could be disturbed, but she didn't necessarily feel bad. This was nothing compared to the things Julince made them witness! As Ferris then sat up on the couch, so did Vianna, a tingling sensation on the back of her ear and on her neck, where Ferris had been kissing her mercilessly. She sighed softly, trying her best not to look too annoyed, as she didn't want to be rude, but it was hard when Julia was squealing so obnoxiously and causing such a scene.

Just a moment later, a very irritated and annoyed-looking Victor walked into the scene in his pajamas, the most murderous of glares on his expression as he caught sight of Vince's girlfriend squealing loudly. "WHAT now!?" he snapped at the group in general, not pleased at all to see that Fervi had decided to stay out in the living room to continue their snogging session, which he could only assume was what had Julia like this. This was all their fault, if they'd just gone to their room like every normal couple in the planet, Vince wouldn't have been causing a scene earlier and Julia wouldn't be squealing so annoyingly now.

A couple moments after Victor's appearance, a bewildered Vince ran into the room, dressed only in the towel that had been wrapped around his waist, the rest of his body dripping in warm water. Clearly, he had been in the middle of a shower or a bath when this happened, as his hair was soaked as well. "Ferris Wheel, get your hands off my sister!" blurted out the young man, assuming that the person shrieking so horrendously had been his little sister. Perhaps Ferris had been getting out of hand or something, and his little sister needed rescuing.

Victor rolled his eyes. "It's not Vianna, it's your girlfriend," he explained simply in what almost sounded like a growl. He was beyond irritated at this point, and wanting nothing more than to hex everyone's heads off.

Vince blinked. "Oh," he muttered. His cheeks were just the lightest shade of pink for a moment there, clearly rather embarrassed for the way he had just randomly burst into the scene looking like this and making assumptions that had turned out to be untrue. He threw Julia a not-so-friendly look (he was still annoyed with her for shoving him into the fountain earlier), and turned back to the group overall. "Well, if no one's dying and Ferris Wheel is actually behaving, then I'm going back to my shower," he said simply before turning and disappearing back into the hall.

"You two would be wise to head to your rooms as well, I think you've caused enough chaos as it is," said Victor, now addressing the couple that sat sheepishly on the couch.