TONY: Are these our gojis?
PEPPER: They're not. TONY: What's wrong with ours?
- Your alpaca ate them all. - Oh.
- All of them. - [LAUGHS] What a glowing endorsement.
First of all, Gerald is our alpaca.
[LAUGHING] He's not my alpaca if he's eating my gojis.
Okay. They're gonna be nice in the salad right there, right?
No, don't, don't, don't! Could you put it down?
Get out of my kitchen. Okay.
[OBJECTS THUDDING] TONY: Whoops.
- We're good here, right? - Yeah, we're great.
Tell Madam Secretary that lunch is in five.
I will collect our alpha female posthaste.
[DOOR CLOSES]