This was the first time in Penny's apartment, and he entered, curiously. What sort of place did she have? But that came secondary to greeting his hostess, Penny. "Hello, urm. Alright." Her hurried mood was actually something in his favor, for it resolved his dilemma how to greet her. A handshake? A hug? Oh Merlin, he had hoped she wouldn't demand another hug. As it were, he simply rose his hand in an informal wave.
Before leaving his own apartment, Percy had changed out of his business attire and was wearing a casual set of robes, open in front to reveal a set of brown corduroy trousers and an off white jumper. He stepped inside and said, "It smells delicious, whatever you're cooking. Nice place."
One of the large prints of Penny's photography, hanging on the wall, caught his attention, and he gravitated toward it.