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"Look at them," Bulma said with a dreamy sigh as she watched a couple walk past. The male bounced a happy child upon his shoulders. "That's going to be me and you one day."

Yamcha's lemonade came back up through his nose.

"We'd have two children. A girl first, of course, and then a boy. With Capsule Corp's profits we could get a great second house out in the country where we could take them during the summer and such. Then we'd retire there when we're old. Oh, I almost forgot. I found my mother's book of baby names last night and began to make a draft list. Want to see?"

"Bu ... Bulma!" Yamcha's face was now red. "One step at a time. Please? Let's at least finish lunch first."