Stretching from a relaxing rest, Vanessa hummed as she casually changed into her security wear, joining her pilot in the TARDIS console room. Beaming to them with a swaying ponytail.

“Good morning Anon!” Greeting the person she befriended - and admired - ever since the Pizzaplex incident, Vanessa leaned against the console with crossed arms, throwing them a warm smile. “Where are we going today?”