[He looks around nervously. Where was it? He hounded those cooks, they're probably taking extra time to spite him.]

Let me check, I'm sure it will be done shortly. [And he makes his way back towards the kitchen again. There is most definitely yelling and angry demands being made back there, and he returns with a waiter now placing Bills's food in front of him.

Once the job is done, Vegeta shoots the waiter the most evil look he can muster for waiting so long, before he joins the god once again.]

I sped their production up a bit. I hope you enjoy the food, it's delicious.

[Life should not be this stressful over food, heaven help him.]