For once, Videl was starting to feel a bit more comfortable outside the Legion World. The crowds, the screaming fans, the endless paparazzi-- it all felt like home for her. The big difference was that there were a lot more people cheering for her than there used to be. Oh yeah, she was used to being mobbed by the press at every turn, but usually it was so they could ask about her father, not her. Her fame had always been in proxy to Mr. Satan; having her own limelight was notably (but not disparagingly) different.

Videl could tell right away that Gohan was having the opposite experience with the Legion's newfound fame. She was almost amazed at how much of a shrinking violet he could be when they entered the club. (It had taken all her nagging to get him to go out to the club at all.) He looked more like he was dressed for school picture day than a night of fun and Videl had been struggling valiantly not to laugh at the sight.

She came up beside him at the bar as he ordered. "Come on, Gohan, at least try one of the drinks." She picked up a menu from the bar, opening it to a veritable rainbow of mixed drinks (a few of which actually were rainbows). "Hey, I want to try this one," Videl shouted to the bartender, brandishing the menu at him and pointing to one of the rainbow drinks.