Vegeta knew he was no chef, but he was darn proud of what he'd put together. He wouldn't mention the cookbook he'd used to craft this meal, that could be his little secret. Though anyone who knew him would know this wasn't something that he'd be capable of making anyways so it didn't need to be said. Yumi was trying to be helpful and deliver the trays, nothing bad about that. Except for nearly knocking him over in the process, it would have been such a waste to drop all the food on the floor. Managing to salvage it by just a thread he breathed a sigh of relief, setting the trays orderly on top of the table. "Eat as much or as little as you'd like, there's more than enough for the three of us," Vegeta said, placing the last of the trays aside. There was one thing he was forgetting, and fetching a dark bottle from the kitchen he brought it out, brandishing it in front of Viral. "One drink won't be detrimental to your health," he began, popping the cap off of the bottle, "And as I said, we've got something to be optimistic about, that calls for some celebration. Now... Neither myself or Yumi are drinkers, mind you, so we may not even finish our own glasses. But don't let that deter you." Slowly he filled each glass about 3/4 of the way up, giving the bottle a curious sniff when he had finished. By the scent alone Vegeta could tell he wasn't wild about it, but it was an occasion, he would at least try. "Get food first, then drink," he added, sitting across from Viral.

Yumi didn't need to be told twice to help herself to food. With it out in front of her it was all she could do not to drool, it looked really tasty. Accepting the glass of liquor from Vegeta she glanced down at it, not entirely sure what to make of the drink. She'd never had a drop, unless you counted that weird drink on Pagonia. If they were drinking for Viral she might have it, otherwise she'd set it aside and forget about it. Grabbing her plate she began to fill it up liberally, not shy about how much she was taking. Once content with her serving she planted herself in her chair, saying thanks before beginning to dig in. "I wonder what everyone else is up to right now..." she said halfway through a bite of food, pausing to chew, "I mean... Usually the sheer mention of food makes everyone run up here, but we're the only ones. Figure they're goofing off or training?" Just like what she and Viral were going to be doing, only far less rigorous. Soon though Viral would be right there with everyone else, what with Vegeta getting closer and closer to fixing him. Wiping her mouth carefully with the palm of her hand she smiled, "How mad do you think they'd be if they come up here and we've eaten everything?"

"No way, you say it!" Takeshi snapped back, pushing at Choi's chin as he tried to get his friend off of him. He'd heard Kabocha and glanced over as well, making a face at the other boy's comments. Feeling then a weight lift off of him he looked back at Choi, managing a slight smile as he sat up. "Yeah, as if I'd give up training against someone like you," he teased, rising to his feet and brushing his clothes down. Leaning in slightly he nudged his friend in the shoulders, giving him a puzzled look, "And when the hell did you become... Not weak? I don't remember having to try so hard against you before." It was nice, in a way, it meant more competition. Plus it was reassuring to know that his friends hadn't just been lazing around and not practicing. It was kind of fun, this match, frustrations aside. Chuckling to himself, Takeshi gave Choi a playful shove before hurrying away, going over to Shu and giving his younger brother a curious look. Kai seemed miffed about something and Shu just had this look on his face that said he goofed somewhere along the lines. Placing his hands on his hips he leaned down, tilting his head curiously. "So... What did you do that's making Kai all moody, huh? Fling poo at him?"

So everyone was done with their training, it looked like. A fairly long session far as Kabocha could tell, and a bit intense to boot. Sure beat just taking turns with the twins, it was good to have a change of pace. Maybe next time he'd take on Takeshi, or Shu if he had a death wish. Though Kai was in one piece, maybe fighting the squirt wasn't nearly as scary as they thought it to be. "Even if you're not, you're close! Way closer than I thought you'd be," he said, "You're definitely not the same T'charrl we left Kaesstra with. Well... In more way than one." Figuring discussing his changes might be a touchy subject Kabocha stopped himself there, letting the conversation take a change of pace. Smiling slightly he lifted his shoulders in a shrug, "Just trying to be helpful, that's me, the helpful guy," he mused, lifting his arms up in a stretch. "Ah... Of course it was worth it, training always is. You'll get stronger from it, even if you don't notice it immediately."