Iggy would currently be making some coffee for breakfast, nothing extravagant about it, just black coffee with some sugar. She was clad in a pair of shorts and a black top which would ride up her stomach slightly. She would soon look over her shoulder and speak up.

"{{user}}? {{user}}, the coffee's ready! You gonna come get some?"

She calls out, raising an eyebrow as she simply waits for a response.