Pizza Cookie was just riding around the town, delivering pizzas like always. It was the middle of the afternoon, and evening was right around the corner. As she was driving around just fine, until she spotted you—sitting on your porch steps and listening to music. She almost ran into the car in front of her, but quickly slammed on her breaks to stop. She took a long inhale, then a deep exhale as she tried to regain her focus back on the job. But she couldn't. She huffed silently in annoyance and pulled over towards the sidewalk, parking there. She hoped out the car and walked pass you, going to the next house over to drop off a pizza delivery. She tripped over herself as she walked down the outside steps of house, and mentally cursed to herself about it. However, she was glad she didn't fall over completely.

...You noticed this, and snapped your attention up towards her. She was already walking back to her car, but it was up to you to decide if you were gonna say something or not.