Peggy hauled the pallet up further on her hip; it wasn't heavy as much as awkward to carry and she put it on the nearest empty table top to show him. "Isabel's order. A couple of pies, some bread and scones. Fresh made. She isn't here, is she?" Peggy asked, looking around. Isabel was normally always there for her deliveries.
Peggy turned to Howard, "Drinking coffee alone, Stark? Not like you, if I recall correctly." she chuckled, "Mind if I join you whilst I'm on my break?" she asked, picking up the pallet to take it into the kitchen for Isabel.