Cher paid little to no attention to those who made pigs of themselves at the table. She rolled her eyes a little at how much some of them were able to put away, and at any messes made from it all. Although she was taking in rather large amounts herself, Cher was still neat about it and did not just 'shovel' it all in at once. Was it not better to enjoy a meal? Eating was certainly not a chore, so why just stuff everything in and be done with it so soon?

Dismissing that thought, Cher just enjoyed her potatoes. Not bad, she mused, not bad at all. This sure beats school. I should totally ditch more often.
To her, eating was one of her favorite pastimes. More fun than cooking, and almost as fun as working it all off. She would always get lots of exercise every day, so that was not a problem. Her saiyan metabolism helped a little there, but was not needed. "So, what kind of training are we doing right after this?" she asked Trunks. "And where's Goten? Isn't he coming too?" She may have lived with him, but never did pay much attention to his routines. He may have had school or work, he may not have.