Pepper nods her head, giving a small smile when he takes that initiative. As used as she is to making decisions, it's still hard to shake off the feeling that she's a guest here, despite his assurances to the contrary -- and guests don't tell their hosts what to do and when to do it. She knows she needs to get over it and fast, but. One step at a time.

"Works for me. I'll see you there, then." That gives her time to gather her thoughts and change into work out gear. She thinks maybe Tony needs a bit of breathing room too from all this socializing. Finishing up their coffee, Pepper lets Tony go do his thing while retreating to her things; it's still startling to think of this as their room for now.

An hour later (it could be longer, she didn't check) finds Pepper in the gym clad in black yoga pants and a fitted grey t-shirt, barefooted. Her gym shoes are off to the side, waiting for her to be done with her asanas; yoga always calms and focuses her, which can't hurt now. Hearing the door, she carefully straightens up from balancing stick and brushes aside a wisp of hair from her face that's gotten loose from her braid. "Hi."