Tony nodded and set the tray down, taking a seat on the ground and leaning his back against Mira's bed. "I don't know what you like to eat, so I just grabbed some chicken, corn, and potatoes with a cookie and some sodas." He shrugged and grabbed a plate off the tray for himself to start eating. "It's not much, but I can always go back for more if you want something else," he said, munching on a chicken leg. "You doing okay up here though?"