Vegeta chuckled when she turned to go inside and right on que, he hears Goku's voice inside his head. "You know, Vegeta.. you really should be nicer."<br/><br/>Vegeta scoffed, as if Goku was standing right there, "She teases me and I have to be nice?"<br/><br/>"Come ON, Vegeta.. this is HER house and you should be a bit more respectful. she fixed your arm, you know..."<br/><br/>Vegeta growled softly, cracking his knuckles, "God! Fine.. I'll take it down a notch, but I won't promise anything!" He hated it when Goku was right. But he would never actually tell him.<br/><br/>When the towel hit his back, he nearly jumped a mile high, spinning around to face Pepper. She sat down, keeping her distance. Vegeta bent over, grabbing the towel with his hands and he started to dry off with it. When he wasn't dripping, he looked back up at Pepper, "Saiyans? Alright..."<br/><br/>He leaned back up, tossing the towel over his head to partially dry his hair before he continued. "Shouldn't we eat while we talk?" He nodded towards the door, "You made dinner and... it looks good, so.." He trailed off a bit, trying to find the right words, "I'll change.. though, before I sit down in your chair. It's real wood, right? Water warps real wood, so I don't want to damage it."<br/><br/>This being nice thing was odd... and very unusual. Nothing at all what he was used to. But then again, he supposed there was truth in what Goku had said before.