Babs almost laughed. "Be my guest," she held out the bag towards him, guesturing to an empty chair with her other hand. She grabbed her coffee mug and took a final swig. She was going to have to make more. "Do you want anything to dirnk?" she asked. There was a small kitchenette behind a door to the right side of the room.
"You can have a seat, just don't touch anything," Babs said. "The equipment is relatively sensitive and I'm particular." And she really disliked when people touched her computers without her say-so.
Babs reached up, brushing hair away from her eyes before reaching back and just pulling it up in a ponytail. "So, Hiro... I hear you have a giant robot," she grinned.