Penelope was cursing herself for not telling Charlie that she'd prefer a lunch meeting rather than a breakfast one. Yawning repeatedly, she was sitting in the sun at one of the outdoor tables. She was wearing black sweatpants and a zip-up sweatshirt with a tank top underneath..if Charlie was going to date her, he'd have to take her at her worst as well as her best.
Rubbing her eyes and trying to become more alert, she scanned the area for the redhead until she saw him approach. "Morning," Penny said shortly.