Pepper didn't respond to most of what Tony was saying, (though her mind automatically filed it all away), staring at the cage. She blinked a few time before daring to peek underneath. There was actually a bird in there. Perfect.
"...Right. I'll get right on that," she said, standing to move the cage to somewhere...less in the middle of her desk. "Americano, yacht, standard 'thank you apology' procedure, prep work for future sexual harassment lawsuits, no to cigarettes and yes to steam cleaner," she recited quickly, "...And the bird." She shared a brief look with him before handing him a folder full of paperwork. "Welcome back, Mr. Stark. Miss Lang will be in shortly with you drink."