She was a bit suprised to find out that Goku had come by already with clothes for Vegeta. Though when had that happed? She gave him a puzzled look, clearly stating the fact that she hadn't seen him at all, and rather rude of him to come and not meet with the owner of the house. None the less she let it go for now while holding her smile in place.<br/><br/>"The more you talk about your wife, the more I wished I could have met her. I'll get that towel for you."<br/><br/>Without another word she entered into her home, going to the upstairs bathroom to grab a towel. The more Pepper thought about the more envious she became of Vegeta and his late wife's relationship, nothing at all like her and her husbands. She stood at the bottom of her stairs for a moment, one hand tightly wadded into the towel while the other showed white knuckles from gripping the stair rail. Pepper was starting to question whether she was going to be able to handle Vegeta beinging here for a week.<br/><br/>Finally pushing away from the stairs she went back to the porch and threw the towel to him. She kept a big distance between them now, moving along the side of the house to the swing that hung from the overhang, at the other end of her porch. Sitting down she brought her legs up to stretch out along the swing, keeping her eye contact with his.<br/><br/>"Good thing I ain't shy either. Tell me everything about a saiyan... or tell me everything about you being a saiyan."<br/><br/>Pepper looked elegantly posed on the swing, though she did lower one leg down to give the swing a kick to swing it back and forth slowly.