Pepper is no less eager to be on their way, though she does make sure to inquire sweetly about room service before they go-- satisfied when the receptionist hurries to assure her that of course room service would be available to them, certainly. Pepper briefly wonders if they'll drag the chef out of bed just for them, given the late (early?) hour.

Once in the elevator, she can't help but laugh with Tony, her helpless peals of laughter near giggles even though nothing was really that amusing -- they really are tired. She nudges him again gently, grinning slightly. "Well, that was fun." The elevator pings softly and the doors slide open. "Come on. I want food and bed. Maybe food in bed."

The room is a decent size though it isn't a suite, nice enough with its grey stone floors and art on the walls, the bathroom equipped with a white marble tub and a shower stall. A king-sized bed dominates the opposite side of the room next to the floor to ceiling window; they'd already been sharing a bed so Pepper didn't think too much of it, especially considering it was all they had available.