Pepper smooths a hand over her plaited hair, a nervous gesture she can't quite curb in time. Tony's erratic energy is palpable and his nervousness slightly contagious, though the calm she'd achieved earlier going through her yoga exercises still reigns mostly supreme. Still, it seems Tony's presence can be equally as overpowering in both the arrogant confidence she's used to seeing him display as well as this twitchy agitation she getting more familiar with.

"I didn't even notice," she fibs mercifully with a smile. It's not completely true; she had a vague sense he was running late, just not by how much. At any rate, it hardly matters. Swinging her arms a little, she claps her palms together once, softly. "Well, then. Shall we?" She steps over to her shoes, pulling on socks and slipping her feet into the trainers.