Eddy: "O.K., this is all well and good Dende, but you still haven't told us how you think J-Dude here is an heir to Capsule Corp."
J-Dude: "Yeah, I was wondering myself."
Dende: "Well, back when the alliance of Goku, Vegeta and the others was around, Vegeta and Bulma became life-partners. Bulma was the daughter of Dr. Briefs, who was the founder of Capsule Corp. That meant that Vegeta became part of the Capsule Corp. family, and everyone who followed in his bloodline was also part of it."
J-Dude: "And because I'm also part of Vegeta's bloodline that means I am an unknown heir. I see. But even so, how will we get them to believe that? I'm sure a number of people have tried getting into the profit on false claims. What makes you think they won't consider me some desperate bum looking for a free ride?"
Edd: "I hear it has become common practice for corporate enterprises to determine such dilemmas through DNA testing these days. If they could just have a blood sample-"
At hearing this, J-Dude darted under Jason's cot. Everyone looked very perplexed. J-Dude poked his head briefly out of the space under the bed. He seemed terrified.
J-Dude: "NOT A CHANCE! THERE'S NO WAY THEY'RE GIVING ME A NEEDLE!"
Edd: "It's just a little prick on the finger, nothing to worry about."
J-Dude: "NO WAY! I'LL BUILD MY OWN SPACESHIP IF I HAVE TO!"
Everyone was utterly taken-aback.
Eddy: "What's with this! One minute he's fearless J-Dude, conqueror of bad guys, and next he's the mascot of the 'Wimp-World Blue-Plate Special'?"
Dende: "I haven't had to see this in centuries. Well, he probably gets it from Goku's side of the family. Goku may have been one of the most powerful fighters ever know, but when it came to hospitals, shots and so forth, he kind of…lost his composure."
Eddy: "Must have skipped us huh Double D?"
Edd: "Yes, that's one genetic trait that would be a burden to have. Poor thing; stripped of his dignity in one fell swoop."
Dende pulled the Ed's aside, out of J-Dude's ear-shot.
Dende: "If there was one thing that could motivate Goku back in the good old days, it was food. I imagine it's his one weak point."
Ed: "Righto!"
Ed turned to face J-Dude, who was still claiming sanctuary under the cot.
Ed: "How's about a snack little fellow!"
Ed held out a revolting assortment of who-knows-what, and offered it to J-Dude.
Ed: "But hold your Tupperware buckaroo! First you need to go on a date with Ms. Needle. See, this one is mushroom flavor!"
Edd, repulsed, pointed towards the platter with his shirt collar over his mouth like a gas mask.
Edd: "I'm certain they all must relatively have a hint of fungus considering the duration this disaster of gastronomic proportions festered within your coat. But I'm almost positive, all due respect, that this array of canapés isn't fit for the digestion of the most vile housefly."
Ed: "Nah, gave the fly's some last week Double D. I wonder if they're still sleeping on my floor."
Ed absent mindedly moved the platter, waiter-like, under J-Dude's nose.
Eddy: "Give him some air Lumpy! We're trying to coax him into it, not make him lose his lunch!"
Edd: "Um, back to the task at hand gentlemen?"
Eddy: "You're the one who had to lecture him! Don't pay any attention to Hamlet. If you do this, I've got a ticket here for lifetime supply of lemon juice, you know, for your favorite?"
Eddy held out a certificate with a golden bottle of lemon juice on the front. J-Dude was debating with himself, while taking quick glances at the certificate.
J-Dude: "Hmm. Darn my lust for rice smothered in lemon sauce."