The first week was tense. Every moment, every waking hour, he expected the worst to happen. It was apparent that she did, too. But nothing did. Literally nothing happened.

The second week, he remained vigilant, yet he felt the need to find other ways to make the time pass faster. With Chi-Chi shoving her nose in her books and files day after day, working fastidiously on Majin Buu's prosecution, Goku had to find his own ways to entertain himself.

He meditated, which was the simplest way to pass the time, requiring no outside stimulation. But he couldn't do that for long. He felt nervous that something would happen in the apartment and he would be too immersed in a meditative state to protect Chi-Chi.

He practiced katas, though he would have rather been training with Krillin and that Yamcha guy as he had originally planned. Calling them to cancel, and subsequently explaining his and Chi-Chi's sequestered status to Yamcha was something he hated having to do.

He didn't like to read, or watch TV, and whenever he tried to address Chi-Chi, she just shooed him away like he was a nuisance. Chi-Chi's apartment wasn't exactly filled with his kind of entertainment. When all of that failed, Goku tried calling Vegeta to see how the job in West City was going with Bulma, but the guy was quick to cut him off and hang up. No surprise there. Krillin was always available to call, but then, he got a little too chatty for Goku's liking. And Goku was still too scared to call Bulma, after what Chi-Chi told him about her anger with him when he first arrived in Satan City, and then hearing about Bulma's livid reaction to Chi-Chi's close call in the penthouse in his absence.

The unlatching sound of an opening door drew Goku from his bored musings. He lifted his chin, looking towards the hall from his lazily seated position on Chi-Chi's red sofa to see the deeply pensive woman emerging from the cave her home office had become, clearly destined for the kitchen.

Goku smiled at her, though she was oblivious to his eyes on her. "Hey, Chi-Chi."

"Goku!" Chi-Chi startled at the unexpected address as she was finally pulled out of her deep thoughts. "Don't scare me like that!"

"Scare you?" Goku repeated dubiously as he adjusted with a turn on the sofa to allow his gaze to follow Chi-Chi into the kitchen as she passed.

He smiled fondly at the sight of her reaching into her cupboards as if running on autopilot. Chi-Chi always seemed to know exactly what she wanted, no matter what it was that she was doing. It was one of the many things he had come to notice about her during their uneventful, lengthy time spent together. Like the way she kept her long black hair up tightly all the time, only letting it hang loose in the evenings before bed. Or the way she methodically performed her morning routine every day in the kitchen-by grinding fresh coffee, setting the machine, cooking their breakfast, and sitting on the same barstool to eat in silence as she drank her coffee and gazed out the window at the reflection of the sunrise on the expanse of glass windows. Or her pleasantly surprising mutual interest in animal wildlife shows, in which the pair partook a few evenings when Chi-Chi needed a reprieve from her hard work.

"Did I really scare you?" Goku skeptically questioned again when he realized Chi-Chi wasn't going to answer his first question.

Chi-Chi turned around in wide-eyed surprise at the question, as if she'd been called out for something she'd done wrong. "I'm..." she trailed off as she bit her lip in thought, another one of those interesting tendencies of hers Goku had picked up on, "I'm really absorbed in this case, Goku."

As if that actually answered his question.

Goku scratched his head and knitted his brows as he expectantly waited for more, until he dismissed that expectation with a shrug. "Anything I can do to help?"

"Yeah." Chi-Chi responded flatly with a frown and drop of her chin as she met Goku's gaze. "Stay out of the way." A slight edge of irritation laced Chi-Chi's voice.

Then it dawned on Goku. That was a tendency he was seeing more and more lately. Like maybe he was getting on her nerves, somehow. "Out of the way?"

Goku found amusement in questioning Chi-Chi in mock disappointment, while Chi-Chi's shoulders tensed at the question and she stopped in mid-stride from walking any further through her kitchen.

"If I'm doing my job, Chi-Chi," Goku said, "I really need to do the opposite of that."

Chi-Chi turned to frown at Goku, while he lifted his chin indicatively towards the room in the hall from which Chi-Chi had just emerged. "As a matter of fact, I really shouldn't let you spend any more time alone in there with the door closed. Someone could always come in through a window."

Chi-Chi's mouth hung open in incredulous shock. Goku couldn't help smiling to himself. Her reactions were always unpredictable, but entertaining.

He nodded decisively to himself. "Yeah. Can I carry any of that for you?"

Goku stood from the couch to approach Chi-Chi and reach for the handful of snacks she had retrieved from her kitchen cupboards.

"Into my office?"

"Yeah."

"No!" Chi-Chi exclaimed with a glare as she tugged her belongings out of Goku's reach. "Do you know how hard it is for me to get my work done with you just being in this penthouse?"

While Chi-Chi paused, Goku smiled smugly at the subtle indication, until her glare became more heated. "And now you want to be in the same room with me while I work?"

Goku was taken aback by Chi-Chi's adamant refusal. He knew to expect the unexpected with her, but something about what she just said didn't make sense to him. He blinked back at her before finding the right words for his response. "You make it sound like me being in there is more of a problem than someone being in there."

Goku curiously studied Chi-Chi for her reaction. To his surprise, Chi-Chi's cheeks flushed as she uncomfortably looked away.

"Why?" He pressed.

The audible crunching sound of the chip bag being crushed beneath Chi-Chi's fingers vibrated through the room. "Because you're infuriating, that's why!"

Chi-Chi exclamation usually would have set off alarms for Goku that this was bad and he was in trouble. Yet, it didn't really feel like Chi-Chi meant that. Goku felt his lip turn up slightly in a self-satisfied smile as he realized, for some reason unknown to him, he was right about that. "Huh."

"Rrgg!" Chi-Chi growled with an irate glare at Goku before dismissively shaking her head and resuming a march to her office. "If you need me, I'll be in my office. Alone."

Chi-Chi's declaration was in a tone that this time, Goku recognized as truly being one of warning, before the loud slamming of a door caused him to jump in surprise. He had planned to follow her, but when she took that tone, he knew not to mess with the woman. He did have to keep living with her.


Finally. His phone rang, and he was no longer actively searching for something to do. Ever since Chi-Chi had shut him out hours ago, he was losing his mind with boredom. But now, as he happily placed the phone to his ear, Goku smiled with relief. "Hey, Detective!"

"Goku Son?"

Goku blinked in surprise at the voice which was different from Piccolo's, yet slightly familiar. Goku hummed dubiously before replying. "...Detective?"

"This is Detective Kami. I wanted to inform you that the other man who attacked you and Detective Piccolo was apprehended. Both men are being charged with assault."

"Oh. Thanks for letting me know, Detective Kami."

"Though, we're using those charges to turn them." The detective paused with a regretful, almost apologetic air. "We're willing to cut them a deal, if they'll give us something we can use on Majin Buu."

"Good." Goku quickly agreed.

He wondered what the detective had to be apologetic about. He didn't care if those guys were punished for attacking him or not. If anything, the experience made for an exciting challenge. Now, if it had been Dabura, the man who attacked Chi-Chi, that leniency he couldn't forgive. "I hope they give you something useful."

"Yes." The detective drawled with a hesitant pause. "I have another issue to discuss...with the city prosecutor."

"Sure." Goku headed towards Chi-Chi's office after his nonchalant reply. He hesitated for only a moment before knocking on the closed door. He knew Chi-Chi would want to hear what the detective had to say if this was about Majin Buu's case. After the door opened slightly, just enough for his client to poke her head out, Goku smiled at Chi-Chi.

"Yes?" Chi-Chi asked tersely.

"Detective Kami."

Goku gave a telling offering of the phone in his hand, causing Chi-Chi's gaze to immediately soften.

She frowned in surprise and accepted the phone. "O-oh."Staring at the phone in her palm, Chi-Chi made a face of puzzlement before meeting Goku's gaze again with a slight smile. "Thanks."

Before receding into the room again, Chi-Chi gave Goku an appreciative nod. He continued smiling as the door shut, though he doubted Chi-Chi was paying him much attention as the door quickly closed. Stepping back from the door, Goku was unsure what to do with himself while he waited. He could hear Chi-Chi's muffled conversation through the door. When he recognized an edge of concern to her tone, he felt slightly guilty for eavesdropping.

Not that guilty, though. She was on his phone, after all. And he couldn't hear what she was saying. Still, he was nervously anticipated her coming through that door with bad news. Goku lowered his head and frowned down at the ground. Maybe moving away from the door would be a good idea.

Before he had the chance to move, though, the door suddenly opened. Alarmed by Chi-Chi's sudden appearance, and therefore having been caught hovering outside her door, Goku took a step back and yelped in anticipation of her reaction.

He couldn't look up to meet her gaze, for fear of how angry she was likely to look. Instead, he grimaced towards the ground, until he realized nothing was happening. Goku hesitantly raised his eyes, peering through his lashes and bangs to peek at Chi-Chi before he would have to openly face her.

When he saw the stunned, speechless expression on her face, Goku gasped with worry and instinctively took a step forward.

"It's..." Chi-Chi said absently as she slowly processed Goku's concern, "it's..."

"Chi-Chi, was it bad news?" Goku asked as he extended a hand to soothingly grasp Chi-Chi's shoulder.

At the instant of the touch, Chi-Chi's distant gaze shifted to meet Goku's eyes. Her expression instantly hardened. "I've had it with Majin Buu!" Chi-Chi suddenly yelled with pent-up fury that had Goku warily stumbling backwards. "Prosecuting Babi Dee was either the smartest thing I've ever done...or the stupidest."

Chi-Chi's voice gradually quieted, until she had nearly whispered her last word. She wrapped her arms around herself and pulled away from Goku's soothing touch with a shiver of anxiety.

Goku felt awful. Here Chi-Chi was, endangered, suffering and tortured by this whole process, and all he could think about over the past two weeks was his boredom. To top it all off, his greatest source of amusement in the penthouse had been irritating Chi-Chi and seeing her reactions. He was only adding to her problems. It was no wonder she was so angry sometimes.

He realized that showing genuine concern for her would help. But he also realized that whatever this latest call was regarding, she wasn't ready to talk about yet. What Chi-Chi needed was a distraction, a chance to relax after all the stress she'd been under as of late. Goku would ask about Detective Kami's call again later. For tonight, he wanted to let Chi-Chi forget all about it.

Putting on an amiable smile, Goku asked, "Why don't you shut down for the day?"

Chi-Chi blinked in surprise. "What?"

"Close up the office, get into something comfortable, and I'll make dinner." Goku offered with a friendly smile, though he hoped Chi-Chi didn't question his cooking skills.

"Do you even know how to cook?"

Goku took a deep breath and smiled in relief. "Yeah."

She didn't ask if he could cook well. Chi-Chi stared back calculatedly for a minute, as if reading Goku's mind and suspecting his inability to produce a good meal. But Goku didn't back down.

He continued smiling warmly at her. "How about that Sea bass we had delivered yesterday?"

Chi-Chi guardedly smiled back at Goku. Goku felt relief wash over him at seeing that smile, though he could tell Chi-Chi was still a long ways from being at ease.

Without moving, Chi-Chi answered."Alright. I'll get showered and dressed then."

When she remained firmly in place, Goku raised his brows at her expectantly.

"Don't burn the kitchen down." Chi-Chi said before spinning on her heels to head to the master bedroom.

Goku chuckled to himself as he watched Chi-Chi walk away. For her to still sound so intimidating, she must've been feeling somewhat better. But now it was time to cook. Goku turned to the kitchen with a pensive frown, rubbing his chin considerately. This wasn't going to be easy. All he could do was try his best.


As Goku took his final bite and grimaced at the overly-salty taste, Chi-Chi's rasping cough answered Goku's curiosity about how she liked the food. Chi-Chi scrunched her face and quickly reached for her water, chugging it down hastily. Goku followed suit, agreeing that some water was a very good idea.

"Th-thank you for dinner, Goku." Chi-Chi managed to force out as she rubbed her chest and winced from the discomfort the meal was likely causing her.

"No problem!" Goku beamed back at her, before taking her empty plate with his to discard in the sink.

His face sunk once he turned around. Dinner hadn't done the trick. He needed something else to relax Chi-Chi's mind. As Goku dropped the dishes into the sink, he noted the wine bottle on the counter, which gave him a great idea. "Hey," he asked, "do you have any more of that scotch here?"

"What?"

"The expensive scotch that was in your office." Goku turned to leisurely lean against the counter with a mischievous smile. "Have any more of that here?"

"Oh, that?" Chi-Chi asked with a deep frown. "No, I only keep that for important meetings."

Chi-Chi's explanation was dismissive as she failed to notice the way Goku's smile triumphantly widened at her admission.

"If you want a drink, feel free to grab something from the bar." Chi-Chi added.

She waved her hand indicatively towards the mirrored bar lined with glasses and bottles along the wall at the far side of her living room. Goku hurried over there, feeling concerned about the distant, solemn gaze beginning to cross Chi-Chi's face. He had to intervene before she headed into a downward spiral.

At the bar there was vodka, rum, gin, a few dessert liqueurs and soda. Goku didn't know which to choose. He really wasn't a consumer of alcohol. But he knew the substance could do the perfect trick for relaxing someone. He'd seen Bulma turn into a much different person every time she'd imbibed. But he was really curious about which drink would tempt Chi-Chi. He studied the glasses with a cock of his head, noting the near emptiness of one of them with interest. Goku smiled to himself as he decidedly reached for that drink and a glass.

"Would you pour me one of those?"

Goku froze at the unexpected question from across the room, before smiling triumphantly to himself as he lifted the bottle to pour it into his glass. "Sure."

He reached for a second glass and poured the remainder of its contents. Goku placed the emptied, curvy bottle of vodka back on the bartop before returning to Chi-Chi at the kitchen counter with the two glasses in each of his hands.

As he met her gaze with a warm smile, Goku placed one glass into Chi-Chi's waiting hand. "Here's to forgetting about your troubles."

Goku raised his glass to Chi-Chi's, feeling the slight vibration of their glasses hitting as the bell-like clink resounded through the penthouse. Chi-Chi gave an appreciative nod before raising her glass to her lips to gulp it down quickly. Not being one to be outdone, Goku quickly followed suit before thumping his glass against the granite countertop with a loud hiss of appreciation for the burning liquor's taste.

"I could go for another one of those." Chi-Chi said as she moved to stand from her barstool.

Goku pressed a hand lightly down on her shoulder. "Sorry, Chi-Chi. That was the last of it."

"Humph," Chi-Chi huffed as she raised her nose and brushed Goku aside before rising to her feet, "the last of that bottle, maybe."

With a mischievous smile, Chi-Chi headed towards the bar. Chi-Chi opened a lower door of the bar, ducking down to search for something. Goku sucked a breath through his teeth as a chill ran up his spine at seeing the way Chi-Chi's exposed rear end swayed while she searched, with the smooth fabric of her skirt sliding delicately over her curves. He cleared his throat dismissively once Chi-Chi stood to smile at him with her prize in hand-a brand new, sealed bottle of the same brand of vodka. Goku wondered what he was thinking. He would never look at a client like that before.

Uneasily, Goku scratched the back of his neck as his eyes met Chi-Chi's. "Oh. You have more."

Trying not to sound disappointed, Goku realized he'd utterly failed in that capacity. He could hear the disappointment in his voice, even though a harmless drink to loosen her up had felt like a good idea.

It seemed Chi-Chi had something more serious in mind, as she opened the bottle and proceeded to pour two more glasses to the rim. "Yes. A drink to ease my stress was a good idea, Goku." Chi-Chi said with a guileless shrug as she grabbed the glasses and headed back his way to offer one. "So a few more could only make me that much more relaxed."

She confidently lifted her glass to her lips as Goku hesitated. She frowned at Goku's hesitation in disappointment. "Have another with me."

As Goku opened his mouth to protest with a slight shake of his head, Chi-Chi rolled her eyes. "Come on, it's just vodka."

Goku shut his mouth tightly before smiling in defeat as he raised his glass. A second drink couldn't hurt. He would drink with her if it helped to keep Chi-Chi this calm, as she was more relaxed than he had seen her in the past two weeks. But this was the last one. He was still on duty. He was always on the job, especially at a time like this, regardless of how quiet it seemed.

Goku smiled amicably as he lifted his glass. "Sure, Chi-Chi."

"Cheers." Chi-Chi said humorlessly as she sharply clinked her glass against his.

Goku flinched at the unexpected sensation of a splash of liquor wetting his hand while the sharp sound of the clink echoed through his ears. He raised his brows at the sight of Chi-Chi downing her glass in one smooth gulp before he did the same with his. He let his hand linger by his side with the empty glass in it as he carefully observed Chi-Chi.

"Feeling better yet?" Goku asked in amusement as Chi-Chi grinned wryly.

Without a second of hesitation, she poured more into her glass and even into the glass Goku held. "I'm forgetting tonight." Chi-Chi explained honestly as she put the bottle down and pressed the refilled liquor glass in Goku's hand towards his mouth.

Goku took a step back as he frowned and raised his other hand in refusal. "No, Chi-Chi. I-"

"Drink with me." Chi-Chi calmly demanded as she stepped forward and forcefully shoved the glass to Goku's mouth again.

Goku stubbornly resisted the force of her push as he lowered the glass by his waist. Then he lowered his chin and sighed with chagrin. "Chi-Chi, I need to stay on alert in case anythi-"

"Drink with me!" Chi-Chi yelled as her face reddened with anger.

Goku knew exactly where that was coming from. He was about to say, "in case anything else happens", and she knew it. He shouldn't have mentioned anything that would remind her of that event. The pain on her face was clearly written. As Chi-Chi glared firmly at him, Goku reluctantly lifted his glass. He looked into it with a frown as Chi-Chi tossed her head back, finishing hers. He really shouldn't have the drink. This was a bad idea.

"Drink." Chi-Chi ordered again in a pleased, quiet voice as she reached a hand to the bottom of his glass, pushing it lightly but insistently towards his lips.

Goku shook his head in disbelief as he looked up to meet Chi-Chi's stunning gaze. He wondered why he found her so difficult to refuse. But he knew fighting her any further was futile. With a final, guttural utterance of defeat, Goku drank from the glass pressed against his lips. The drink went down smoother the third time around. And the smile that lit Chi-Chi's face after seeing him appease her brought a smile to Goku's own face.

"That wasn't so bad, now was it?" Chi-Chi asked playfully as she began pouring into the empty glasses again.

Goku was staring at her as she awaited a response. Chi-Chi was clearly loosening up and relaxing, which was exactly what he wanted. He didn't want to see her frightened anymore. At least his plan was working. He liked seeing Chi-Chi like that.

Chi-Chi furrowed her brows at Goku's enduring eye contact and lengthy delay of a response. "What?"

Self consciously, Chi-Chi glanced down at herself for any signs of abnormalities.

Goku chuckled, but quickly stopped as she turned a firm glare on him. "Nothing! Here."

With an appeasing smile, Goku hurriedly reached for his next drink. Anything to abate Chi-Chi's anger. It seemed to do the trick as she huffed dismissively and handed him the glass, before smoothly placing hers to her lips.

"You're strange, Goku." Chi-Chi said after she placed her glass back on the table.

Goku stared blankly back at her. Sure, he was strange sometimes, and he knew it, but he was very surprised to be hearing it in a strangely pleasant tone from Chi-Chi. She seemed to be waiting for a response.

After a long delay, Goku finally replied with a nonchalant shrug. "Yeah."

Chi-Chi laughed. It wasn't just a little giggle or a restrained laugh like he had heard from her before. She began laughing hysterically. Goku scratched his head in bemusement. He wondered what was so funny. Then, as Chi-Chi continued laughing, she slapped his shoulder. Hard.

He knew it was meant to be friendly, but that girl had an arm on her. Goku grimaced as he pulled back his arm and warily watched Chi-Chi for any more sudden moves. She continued laughing as she grabbed her glass and the vodka bottle to head towards her more comfortable sofa. As she leisurely settled into the plush seat, Chi-Chi met Goku's gaze with an open, relaxed smile like he had never seen on her before. Goku smiled back. That woman's smile was beautiful. She was beautiful.

Goku suddenly realized they needed something to absorb the alcohol, or they'd really be in for trouble. He turned towards the kitchen cabinets, surprised to find himself dizzy and nearly losing his balance as he made his way over there. Chi-Chi laughed as she witnessed his lousy equilibrium.

"That stuff is strong!" Goku announced in amazement as he realized he was already drunk.

His speech was slurring, and so was Chi-Chi's as she proudly responded with a sly grin, "Hundred proof! I only keep the best stuff around here."

"Well," Goku said uneasily as he opened a cabinet, realizing they were already in too far for the food to be of much help, "I think we should eat a little something..." Goku glanced over his shoulder at Chi-Chi, "to keep us on our toes."

"No. Come here." Chi-Chi said calmly.

Something about her tone was unfamiliar, though. Goku raised a brow as he turned to face Chi-Chi, to see her falling back into her luxurious velvet sofa with a seductive gaze fixed on him. Goku's mouth gaped at the sight. He was done with the cabinets. Obediently, he nodded and shut the cabinet door, then approached the living room, standing stiffly at a safe distance by the coffee table.

Chi-Chi grinned in amusement at his hesitance. "Come here."

Goku sat on the sofa at Chi-Chi's insistence, near her dainty feet as she pulled them back and made room for him, sitting more upright as she did so. She leaned towards the table beside the sofa, turning to present Goku with yet another full glass of vodka. Goku shook his head in adamant refusal.

"One more." Chi-Chi encouraged.

"No, thanks."

"Take it!" Chi-Chi yelled, startling Goku into taking the drink with a fearful grimace.

He quickly swallowed and looked at Chi-Chi for approval as the liquor burned his throat. She smiled and took a small sip from hers before placing her nearly full glass back on the table. Goku frowned petulantly at her unfair action. He slouched into the couch cushion as Chi-Chi smiled at him strangely. He didn't know what was going through her head, but he knew that he was feeling very at ease now.

"Goku," Chi-Chi smiled coyly, "you are strange. But there's something I like about you."

Goku raised a dubious brow at Chi-Chi. With the way she was always getting angry at him, he really was surprised to hear that confession. But then, maybe it was just the alcohol talking.

"You're tall and handsome. You're tough and brave," Chi-Chi continued as she scooted closer to him on the sofa with a soft creak of the furniture.

As she moved in surprisingly close, her lips grazing Goku's ear lightly and causing Goku to lean back against the arm of the sofa and shiver in response, she whispered, "But you have this boyish innocence that I really find...attractive."

Goku felt his heart race as Chi-Chi pulled back just enough to lock her gaze on his, before her soft, smooth lips planted gently against his. Goku's eyes widened in surprise as Chi-Chi's silky lips rubbed against his lips, the pleasant sensation making him sigh into the kiss before Chi-Chi finally pulled away with a smooth smile.

It was like a warmth spread through him at the brief contact. He had never felt that way before from a simple kiss, and he knew it wasn't just the alcohol making him feel that way. But she was his client and she was drunk. He was supposed to be protecting her right now. Goku leaned away hesitantly, unable to move far with the arm of the sofa already against him. "Chi-Chi..."

"Mm...what?" Chi-Chi slurred as she pulled back slightly with her eyes blissfully closed.

Goku felt his mouth go dry at the sight of her like that. He couldn't remember what he had to say. And then, Chi-Chi's hand came reaching for his inner thigh, slowly skimming up towards his groin. He froze as her warm hand finally caressed his hardening length through the fabric of his pants.

At the pleasurable sensation that was clouding his mind even more than the liquor, Goku's eyes rolled back in his head. "Ch-Chi-Chi," Goku stuttered sharply through clenched teeth, "I…we can't-"

As Goku shook his head slowly, Chi-Chi's pouted lips gently shut him up with another soft kiss, ending his futile objections in more ways than one. Chi-Chi's lips brushing delicately against his caused a tingling sensation to run through his body.

"Yes, we can." Chi-Chi crooned softly, "We can both be adults about this. This doesn't have to mean anything after tonight."

Before Chi-Chi could say another word, Goku needily seized Chi-Chi in his arms. He kissed her as he wrapped his arms possessively around her waist, throwing aside all his resistance to her advances. It wasn't because he was given permission to do it freely, without consequence. To the contrary, he didn't believe a word Chi-Chi just said. Chi-Chi was not the type of woman to have casual sex with someone she had been spending so much time with and remain unattached. He knew her well enough by now. And in his case, being an adult about anything wasn't his strong suit. But she had pushed too many of his buttons, breaking his wall of resolve brick by brick. He couldn't deny the gorgeous, seductive woman within his grasp any longer. Goku could easily throw caution to the wind at any time, and this situation was no different. They could worry about consequences in the morning.

For now, he could feel those curves beneath his fingers and taste her delicate mouth. He craved to hear her soft whimpers and moans as they explored one another, and to sink himself so deep into Chi-Chi that there would be no chance of forgetting in the morning, when the alcohol would wear off and the night's events were destined to be hazy at best. Because he didn't want to be an adult about this, and he didn't want this to mean nothing after tonight. He hoped Chi-Chi wouldn't either.