As the door clicked open, he gave the box one last look over without opening it. Weight was fine, didn't feel like anything had shifted, and the whole thing was still warm. Perfect. At least he couldn't be blamed for screwing up a delivery on his end. Before he made eye contact with her, he merely registered she was speaking...

"That'll be $16.79," he said, silently adding plus tip to the total in his head, but not speaking it allowed. It had been a heck of a trek to get up here, and... Then he looked up. Wait a minute, he knew her. "Oh... hey. Didn't expect to see you."

...This was kind of awkward. She actually ordered this thing. Not that it was a bad pizza, but... she was the last person he expected to order delivery pizza.