He briefly raises a brow in amusement. He's like a kid on Christmas. It's endearing as Hell. "Yep. Talked the lady at the bed and breakfast into letting me use her kitchen for a few hours." Sometimes that idea that he's old fashioned and out of touch pays off. He didn't even know those were a thing out here. Someone found it for him under the assumption he couldn't handle a normal hotel.

Regardless of the how, Tony will find a circular container holding, you guessed it, apple pie. A couple of other are holding apple slices some plain, but others are topped with different things like caramel, cinnamon, and peanut butter. "I might have bought too many apples. It's a learning process." He casually mentions once Tony realizes this is literally apple heaven in a duffle bag.

He hesitates a beat before following up with the rest. "I'll stay as long as you need me to. Like I said I'll be in town for the next two days." After an even longer hesitation, "I'll eat too if you don't mind the company. I'm sure you and Ms. Potts would like your privacy."