Tony didn't care about flavor as long as they were covered in it. Blueberry though? It was definitely a winner and he couldn't really remember if he'd chewed the thing or not.
"Aren't we all?" If you weren't, then you sucked, and probably deserved to be here. He knew better after time that every person had a part to play and all life was worth saving--until you were a murdering asshole with no sense of care for other life.
Leaning back in the chair, he washed down the donut with the last of the coffee. If he could he'd shed a tear for it's absence. "Please, a gal like you doesn't stay unemployed for long. You've probably got a backup to your backup job." She reminded him a lot of Pepper. Not just because of the hair either. Perhaps organization and taking care of business was a shared ginger trait. "And perfect. No one will suspect trained military from the first lady man."