[ Bulma.. well.. it takes a special person to take on a dude like Vegeta head on for years and with that under her belt not a whole lot is scary. She is, though, making the staff nearby noticeably anxious with her carry-on about figuring this out asap so they could move on with their lives.

She has an important make-up-for-this-crap-meal date with a certain Angel and she isn't going to miss it, okay?

So when a nearby porter makes an attempt to put a hand on her shoulder to tug her away she may go in to scolding mother mode, noticing the way a few people shift in a way that might dictate nervousness. ]

First of all, don't touch me. Secondly - [ Pauses, pulls her hand from his jacket to instead point a very accusatory finger. ] - Why do you look so nervous?

Don't want me to get to the bottom of things? You have something to hide along with your buddies, here?

[ Now that one causes a stir, but Bulma looks unmoved, even a bit snarky, now standing with her arms crossed, leaning in slightly as if waiting petulantly for a response. ]