"Pizza sounds good," Bruce said absently, his mind already focused on the problem in front of him. He would much prefer to focus on a potentially solvable scientific puzzle than think too much about being in an alternate dimension. And there was no way he was about to ask what Tony meant by Pepper having a conspiracy about his AI.
Once they solved this problem, he figured he could go grocery shopping and pick up whatever he needed to outfit his kitchen so he could prepare his own healthier meals.