Pepper's mind was boggled ith thoughts too many to write down at the time. Thankfully when Vegeta came back into the kitchen he gave her a warning that he was there. She smiled while she dropped one hand to her lap and the other picked up her fork.<br/><br/>"I want to know everything. So I guess you can start at the begining."<br/><br/>Her fork moved through her steak and veggies while she shifted in her seat to get more comfortable. Finally lifting her fork from her plate she took the first bite from her dinner, eagerly waiting for his story to start. Lowering her fork back down for another bite she debated whether she should tell him anything about herself. Though would it matter in a week, after he left?<br/><br/>"What are you going to do after this week of vacation is over for you?"<br/><br/>She didn't look up as she kept eating her food. Why did she even bother to ask that question, they weren't even friends yet. She felt nervous now as the quite grew around them. Her fingers were constantly moving, she lowered that hand toher la too, hidding it for now. It was so much easier to take while working rather then sitting across the dinner table. Pressing her lips together she leaned back in her chair before finally meeting his eyes.<br/><br/>"Guess that would be none of my business, sorry. But I guess owning your wife's business does make you busy..."<br/><br/>There it was again, babbling. Why did she keep doing that? She bit her lower lip, just stop talking Pepper, just let the man tell you about the saiyans.