"Wow, really huge here" the further Davina stepped inside the Capsule Corporation, the more impressed she appeared. "I would get lost without end"
Bulma only managed a small smile. Like a dog to its master, she followed the stranger into her own home, hoping that Son-Goku had finally risen from his lying position and could stand by her should a problem arise.
"W ... what or who are you looking for here?" she finally asked as they were on their way into the living room. "Surely there is a reason for your visit."
"Guaranteed" Davina grinned cheekily, but left it with that answer.
Bulma rolled her eyes slightly inwardly, "Don't be too precise," she thought to herself and her voice was oozing with sarcasm.
"And where do you come from?" she continued to pester "I mean ..."
"From far away" the black-haired woman cut off the word "But it doesn't matter." Target-oriented, she pushed open the glass door in front of her and entered the room.Son-Goku immediately jumped up from his berth.
"I just wanted to rest one more time," he tried to pull himself out of the affair, assuming that Bulma would stand in front of him with an angry face and immediately start yapping. But when he saw Davina, who was standing a few meters away from him, looking around us, he fell silent for a moment. Confident as always and with his incomparable sunny boy image, he chatted off again immediately.
"Who are you, then?"
The addressed turned slightly in his direction and looked deeply into his eyes.
"You are a Saiyajin" - the words of the two black-haired men shot out of their mouths almost simultaneously, as if at the push of a button, and both suddenly grinned meaningfully. Bulma almost fell away from the faith.
"She is a Saiyan?" she repeated, horrified. "How is that?"
"Well, I'm wondering that too" Son-Goku ran his hand casually through his thick hair and then looked at Davina questioningly, "Do you have an explanation for it?""Nope" came the simple answer. "You'd better ask my uncle. He's got to be here somewhere, if I'm properly informed."
“Your uncle?” Bulma looked around “Who is that supposed to be?”, But inside she already knew that only one person could be considered for this role and she didn't like that at all. Goku also nodded knowingly now.
Davina took a step back, put both hands in the air and grinned briefly "Prince of the Saiyajin, clever strategist and old curmudgeon ... Vegeta ..."