"Thank you!" She sighed a little. It was good to take steps without worrying about making a mess of coffee and donuts all over the place. With a once over, though, she became much less worried. It seemed he'd already gotten started on the mess part. She had never been a type A personality. Her clothes weren't sorted alphabetically or anything like that. Still, she did prefer reasonable order over outright chaos.
"Actually," She gave a slight wince when he mentioned 'white mocha'. "I didn't really know what flavor you liked. One of them is a mocha and the other is hazelnut." With her hand she gestured which was which. Amy set the box down on the table in front of her. "Same for the donuts. I didn't know what you liked to eat, so I got a whole variety."
"It looks like you're making yourself at home already." Amy smirked a little bit, folding her arms across her chest. It was meant as friendly teasing. The criticisms would end there. After all, it wasn't as if he'd known she was stopping by. Even if he had, it was his place. He could do whatever he wanted as far as organization and decor went. Her place was still lacking personality - Just the furniture and a few other necessities. It wasn't like her bedroom back home, with important nicknacks and photos of herself and friends littering every surface in the room. If the seal decided to keep her a while longer she might look into decorating with a little more gusto.