"Yes, which I'm sure you're thrilled about." Bulma can't help the little jab, since she'd seen him attempting to crack eggs. Look, she couldn't talk. She wasn't exactly a chef herself, but it was kind of funny to watch Vegeta fumble with things that he wasn't familiar with like cooking when she could. But then he continues, and says he made ice cream for her...

... And her face melts in to that overly fond one that he tends to hate in public, leaning in to press against him as best she can.

"Vegeta... how sweet." She'll lean in to kiss his cheek, then, of course appreciative. "Well, since you put so much effort in, let's try it."

Which means she's moving to get up, now, gentle despite the fact that she probably couldn't hurt him if she tried.