Yumi was certainly more than ready to eat her fill, feeling fairly famished after today. The smell of food approaching promptly made her perk up, and with a smile of anticipation she waited for everything to be set down. Seeing Choi come out of the kitchen however she couldn't help but avert her gaze, her smile waning as she shrank back in her seat slightly. It was going to be difficult being with him, knowing now how greatly it bothered Viral. While she did like the Saiyan she didn't want to upset her friend just as much, if not more. Doing things behind the Beastman's back didn't seem right either, which made their being together seem almost impossible. Giving him only a meek smile and passing glance she quickly looked at the table when Viral entered the room. It was unexpected that he'd be here really despite both her and Vegeta pushing for him to dine with them. Of course his presence didn't guarantee that he'd be eating, but at the very least he was here. Hoping he might sit close to her or Vegeta then she was a bit disappointed when he took the seat at the far end of the table, not at all looking pleased with being here. Well... One step at a time, she supposed. Being around food was a move forward if nothing else. 

The twins were perfectly capable of moving food, having been brought up as both cooks and servers. Kabocha on the other hand was about as incompetent as one could be. In the kitchen he was still struggling to balance but two dishes, incapable of laying them across his arm like Kai and Choi had. Eventually giving up on being anywhere near as competent as them he grabbed one in each hand, bringing them out to the table with a small triumphant smirk. Waiting for the twins to place all their dishes it slowly began to dawn on him that his hand felt rather warm. At first it didn't register as to why, and then when his hand turned red from the heat he gasped, bouncing a bit in his spot. Unable to hold it any longer Kabocha placed the dishes on the table, jumping a bit as he shook his hand and blew on his fingers. "Ow ow ow... Crap guys, tell me if a plate's hot!" he complained, blowing on his fingers again before rubbing them on his shirt. Those two could handle delivering food, he wanted to eat. Stepping past the twins he propped himself up in one of the seats, sighing contently as he sniffed at the odors of the meal. "Man you two can cook... I can't wait to dig in!" Reaching out to grab hold of a slice of meat he yelped when a knife was thrown at his hand, pulling it back and looking at Yumi accusingly. "[I]Seriously[/i] woman, give me a break!"

"What? I didn't do anything," Yumi replied, smiling sweetly as she reclined in her chair a bit. "You really should wait until everyone else is ready to eat before trying to take some too." She meant Kai and Choi of course, they had worked hard on preparing it after all. She hadn't been referring to Kabocha's parents however who just so happened to grace the group with their presence that precise moment. She made no effort to hide her discontent for their arrival, groaning before laying her head down on the table. As if Kabocha wasn't bad enough to contend with now his family showed up as well. Lifting her head as they sat more or less across from her she sighed, putting her head back down on the table. Now if someone would just grace her with a stupid comment then tonight would be complete.

Once the table was completely set Takeshi found it terribly difficult to keep himself from the food. Only once other people had begun to serve themselves did he get himself a helping of the food, being sure to offer the plates to Shu as well if he wanted any of it. He knew he smelled fish, but glancing around at the platters he couldn't spot it anywhere. When he did find it the tray was placed quite a ways down, close to Viral. The fish looked awfully tasty, it was shining like it was glazed and had something for a side that smelled tasty too. Reaching out for it he stopped when he heard Vegeta clear his throat, looking back confused. Seeing his friend gesture to Viral it took a second but the message was relayed, and Takeshi settled back in his chair, smiling as he began digging into what he already had for food.