Chapter 4:

Vegeta pulled up just in time to catch the quarreling couple. Yamcha was hunched over as Bulma continued her tirade. Vegeta recognized them from the pictures in the folders.

-So this is the infamous, Yamcha. Looks like a punk to me.-  he thought to himself. –She's a looker though I have to give her that.-

"Do I look stupid?"

"No, I never said that."

"That's what you making me assume, isn't it."

"Sorry Bulma."

"I don't want to hear it, save it."

"Bulm-" he didn't get to finish because Vegeta had interrupted them. He didn't want to hear the rest of this fight. Vegeta cleared his throat. Bulma turned to him pissed that she was interrupted.

"May we help you?" she snapped.

"Yeah, I'm new to the job."

"So, what does that have to do with us?"

"If you must act like that, isn't he the owner. I don't want to talk to you. I want to talk to him."

Her anger level shot up from medium to sky high. She was about to give him the lashing of a lifetime until Yamcha spoke up. He didn't want this man to be in the same predicament that he was in.

"You must be Vegeta...umm, I'm sorry I didn't catch your last name on the form."

Vegeta turned his glare from Bulma to Yamcha "I didn't put one down, but its Smith."

"Oh, well then Vegeta, if you follow me I can get you started."

Vegeta gave Bulma one last look before following Yamcha. -She is definitely going to be a handful.-

Bulma watched as Yamcha and Vegeta went inside. She was so mad it wasn't even funny. She couldn't believe that man. She had just met him 2 seconds ago and he was snapping at her. -Who the hell did he think he was? - Bulma thought to herself before following them in.

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