"Come on Shu, how bad can these people really be?" Takeshi asked, smiling reassuringly. "Besides, those guards said we had the right place, so why should we worry?" His brother was getting concerned all over nothing, he was sure of it. Knocking on the door the Saiyan waited for a moment, frowning slightly as no reply came. Giving his brother a curious look he knocked again to the same end, sighing to himself. Figuring to hell with it he grabbed the handle and pushed the door open, poking his head inside curiously. There was most certainly a man inside, or it seemed to be anyways as a large chair was turned with its back to them. "Er... Hello? Mr. Katas?" No reply yet again, this was getting annoying. Sighing to himself Takeshi walked into the room, going directly to the desk and slamming a hand down on it, blinking in surprise as there was a startled "Unh!" and the chair jostled. After a second it spun around, revealing a light toned Kaesstrian dressed in a purple suit jacket, a green undershirt and scarf showing around the neck. "Uh... Are you Mr. Katas?"

The Kaesstrian spun about to see who had come into his office, confused as to why someone had been allowed up during his nap. Giving the strange boy before him a glance for a moment he let out an odd, chittering-yawn sound as he stretched, nodding his head. "Yes, that's correct. And you'd also be correct in assuming you've ruined my afternoon nap." Katas mumbled, finally settling his hands on the table and looking back at the boys. For a brief moment he still looked confused before a wave of recognition washed over his face, lighting up and standing up from his chair abruptly. "Wait a moment, you two are the off worlders! Oh I've been simply dying to meet you two! Oh how delightful!"

"Uh... Yeah, we're from off world..." Takeshi replied, staring cluelessly at Katas. So this was supposed to be the Queen's ace in the hole, huh? "We're here to ask you a few questions, if you don't- Hey!" The Saiyan was put off a little as the Kaesstrian near jumped over the table, upon landing enveloping the older boy in a hug. Finally getting released Takeshi was left dumbstruck, watching as the man did the same to Shu in turn. This guy was nuts, or just plain weird, he didn't know which. "Sir...? Um... Could we please talk? It's rather important."

Katas released Shu soon enough, laughing lightheartedly. He was delighted to see what the commotion was over, and it appeared that it was Saiyans no less. Odd, he'd heard their numbers were greater than this, so perhaps these two were emissaries of sorts? Spinning around and near hitting Shu with his coattails as he did so the queer alien smiled at Takeshi, nodding his head and clasping his hands together. "Of course my boy, of course. Pardon my enthusiasm, there's just been such a buzz about you lately!"

"Everything was fine, don't worry about it. And I don't want anything from you, or your brother or Kabocha. I just want to be done with this and get back home, that's all. I miss everyone there, even our old pervert of a teacher." Choi probably had no idea about who Roshi was, assuming Takeshi had never brought the old hermit up. Maybe some time if they met again she'd tell him about it, as he was genuinely seeming less and less of a jerk as she spoke to him. Yumi smiled again as she folded her hands behind her back, reeling back on one heel while swinging her other leg idly. "But I'm okay now, and there's really no reason for us to keep butting heads if we're on the same side, right?" Extending a hand to the Saiyan she cocked her head to the side, trying to offer over a truce. 

Kabocha couldn't believe it, how was that jerk near flirting with Yumi? "Oh that is a load of crap...!" he mumbled, pushing away from the window. Embarrassed he'd been shown up he stormed to the back door, nearly kicking it open as he pointed a finger accusingly at the twin once outside. "Okay, you win doofus, cut it out before you end up kissing her or something!" Kabocha shouted, red in the face. In a fit he neglected to account for a shoe flying his way, getting knocked right between the eyes and yelping as he clutched his forehead, squatting down and shooting Yumi an accusatory glance. "What?!"

There was an innate desire to yell at Kabocha for ruining a perfectly good moment, but something else took hold of Yumi. Seeing the Saiyan like that made her giggle breathedly before bursting into laughter, holding her sides as she did so. "Some Saiyan, beaten by a shoe!" she roared, pointing a finger at Kabocha with a wide smile. "And now I've got someone other than Takeshi to hit, so thanks for that!"