Bulma will gladly give him the time needed and more if she can keep her mood straight. She's been sipping the water Yondu's brought her at the very least, though if she'd drank it at the same rate as the alcohol, there may be a very different mood going on here. As it stands, she definitely hasn't noticed that Vegeta has disappeared to get her more water, or just about anything, thankfully distracted by Yondu's presence.

"So this is what your crew liked to do? Party?" She can appreciate that it seems, grinning for a moment. "Kind of reminds me of the party I threw after the whole thing with Majin Buu. Even had Piccolo's foot-tapping to the music!" Yes, she is proud of that, and yes, she will always be proud of that.

Vegeta's return brings a little grimace to her face as she looks at that nursed water, nose wrinkling slightly as she regards her husband. "Double fisting water isn't nearly as fun, though. I'm a mom now but I still get to have fun."

And she will say that until she's very, very old.