By the way, in this chapter, I got my "food names" inspiration from that episode of Pokémon when Ash, Misty and Brock ran into the Yass and Kass gyms, remember? Ash was Tom Ato, Misty was Anne Chovy and Brock was Caesar Salad. Well, yeah, anyway, tell me what you think of the names…

Chapter 3 - The Restaurant

The Son family was very busy the next day preparing the restaurant and decorating it, and even Goten was helping, and he had dragged Trunks along with him. Chi Chi and Bulma were reading through the list of applicants who wanted a job. It seemed that many people were looking for a job, far more than they had evr imagined.

"Let's see here... Brock Oley, age twenty-eight, previous kitchen hand experience… Olly Voyle, ex-criminal, charged for stealing, terrorist attacks, rape but now a volunteer worker… Chris Masturqui, former chef, bachelors degree in cooking?… Sue Shi, part time Japanese accountant, part time university student… Terry Yarkey, unemployed, third year in college? Is this some kind of joke?" Chi Chi was intrigued.

Did these people really exist? What kind of parents named their children after types of food? OK, Gohan and the saiyans are an exception but I mean, humans! Us! They would have to be crazy! But then again I guess everyone's an individual.

Bulma looked at the list and said, "Oh no, Chi Chi. These people really exist. I know Chris Masturqui, he's a great cook and has won tons of awards for his cooking. Let's see... he made the best scones in the world, the best roast chicken in the world, the best soufflé in all of France, the barbecue steak in Austalia, the best Peking duck in all of Asia, the best sushi in Japan, the best pizzas in Italy, and the best frankfurts in Germany. He was a guest star in over fifty shows. You should definitely employ him. The others I'm not so sure of. Still, I think you should interview them."

After a long period of discussion Chi Chi and Bulma decided to employ everyone except Olly. They didn't want to take any chances. "I don't want my Goten or your Trunks to be exposed to an ex-criminal, don't you agree? Look at all the horrible things he's done! But why would he include those things in his application form?" Bulma shrugged. "I totally agree with you. Employ everyone but him. Well now that that's done, we should be ready to open the restaurant in two days."

The day of the grand opening was a great success. Planet Plant was packed, and the waiting line was huge. Chi Chi, Mr. Popo, and Bulma were all busy cooking away, and all the waiters and waitresses were running around trying to take everyone's orders. Gohan was actually enjoying himself working in the restaurant.

Working isn't that bad, he thought, in fact, it's quite fun. Compared to doing homework, that is. It gives me work experience, and maybe I'll apply for a job later. I could become a restaurant manager. Or I could become a member of the Capsule Corp. Or maybe I could become an actor. I could be like Superman or something... or maybe be the next Jackie Chan...

Halfway through his shift he ran into Sharpener and Videl. He smiled to himself as he observed what they were wearing. Sharpener had a very expensive looking dinner suit on, a bright white shirt and even a cute little red bow tie. He was definitely dressed to impress. Videl was wearing a deep violet evening dress and looked extremely lovely indeed. Sharpener was looking dreamily at Videl, but she didn't seem to feel the same way towards him. She tried to look happy on the outside, but Gohan could tell that she was thinking about something else on the inside.

Gohan walked up to them and said in his most waiter-like voice, "Excuse me, but are you two on a date?" Sharpener nodded. "How romantic. Would you like the special young couples' offer for tonight only? There's our best seafood dish: the seafood deluxe, lobster, our gourmet pumpkin soup and our freshly picked garden salad and a complimentary non-alcoholic wine with your choice of rose or white." Videl slowly looked up, and Sharpener started ordering the food without asking Videl what she wanted.

"No thanks, but we'd like the steamed mussels with mustard seed sauce, the seafood surprise, caesar salad…"

"Hi Gohan," Videl cut in. "I never knew you worked here. Isn't your mum the head chef?" Gohan nodded.

Sharpener accidentally bit his tongue in surprise and howled in pain. Everyone except Videl and Gohan turned to look. They didn't seem to know what was happening around them.

"So what are you doing these holidays?" inquired Videl.

"Not much… I'll be working here a lot, but I'm free on the weekends." Gohan replied.

"That's good. We have to work on our assignment sometime, so maybe one day you could come over."

"Sure. You can ring and tell me when. I still can't believe we have to do a project on gravity! I mean, who really cares? It's not like we're going to explore planets with a stronger gravity than us. Why did Newton have to get hit on the head by an apple?"

"An orange would have been better, because oranges don't bruise. Then he could have eaten it," said Videl, and they both laughed.

"GOHAAAAN! There's someone who wants an order food at table thirty nine!" Chi Chi's voice shattered the silence. Everyone started talking again, and Gohan and Videl realised where they were. Gohan blushed, apologised to Videl for interrupting her date with Sharpener and rushed away. Videl turned back to see Sharpener crying in pain.

"Uh, Sharpener? Is something wrong?"

"What do you think? I just bit my tongue, and you were talking to Gohan as if he were your date and not I. How dare you do that!"

"Hey, you're the one who dragged me on this date. It wasn't my fault that you didn't make sure to ask me whether I wanted to come or not," replied Videl calmly.

Another waiter came along, and Videl the food that time. Sharpener was too busy sulking to notice when the food arrived. Videl was quite hungry by then, and started eating. Sharpener had lost his appetite and was just stuffing the food into his mouth unenthusiastically. Their dinner was pretty boring after that. Neither of them spoke until they finished. Videl gave Sharpener fifty dollars and as she left she said, "thanks, Sharpener. That was a nice dinner. Oh, and, keep the change." She walked out and flew home, leaving Sharpener all alone at the table, trying to figure out what he had done wrong.