"Uh?" Bulma stops for a moment as the question registers about the games. Of course, she tends to come in to the car to game from time to time, a little break for her mind from near-constant brains storms on how the hell she was going to do what she wanted to, or needed to, for her family's comfort.

Granted, a car with a GR was strictly for Vegeta's benefit, but sue her for spoiling her husband in true form.

"Oh, my family and I play Space Racer all the time. It's great for making my husband pissed off at the world for having fish thrown at him." And yes, she's laughing about it. What else is marriage for if not torturing your spouse's life with alien fish?