He supposed calling it "controlled chaos" was a bit of a misnomer; it didn't help that he had a great deal of enthusiasm, an couple of AI, and not a lot of experience doing anything like this, much less at this scale. Good intentions and a completely thawed turkey and the parade on counted for a lot, right?
JARVIS cheerfully greeted Pepper as she entered, and Dummy looked up and hopefully. "Don't even think about it, buddy - turkey duty," he said, reaching over to turn the fire extinguisher away from where he'd hopefully swung it towards Pepper - and that conveniently opened the path for a quick kiss. He was, after all, a genius.
"Ah, Thanksgiving, apparently," he told her. "And no, I figured I would just make it all up as I went along. Except for the "cook to internal temperature of 165". That's apparently non-negotiable." She wandered over to his fridge, and he took the opportunity to appreciate dress and cut thereof. Had she just been lounging around in that? He hadn't bothered to change from jeans and a playable guitar shirt. Of course, he also wasn't naked, so she should appreciate the effort.