Well, gee. Ain't that a nice greeting? Now why don't ya just go and announce that very private piece of business to the rest of town?

[Showered and dressed comfortably now, Cliff felt more like himself than he had since that morning. He glared into the feed from above the pair of shades that he still wore out of concerns about losing them, an irritated gleam in his eyes.

Hi, Vegeta. He missed you.]