Despite all her training, even Yelena can get spooked from time to time. Especially when people materialize from nowhere right in front of her. She doesn't jump out of her skin like some people might, but there's a tension suddenly in every muscle and she points an accusatory finger at her. "Don't do that! That is so annoying!" Or she just hates being caught off-guard. That could definitely be it.

She notices several things she makes no comment on, like how exhausted she looks and how she seems to be living in the same clothes all the time. One of Yelena's first tasks for herself on arriving here, and realizing she couldn't leave, was getting some outfits from Roxx, she can't help wondering if there is something... sentimental about this sweater of hers. Or if it just speaks more to her mental state than anything.

None of these thoughts display in any manner on her features at all, though. "Depends on what you want, I guess, I think they do breakfast all day, and I feel like you can never have breakfast food at the wrong time of day," she nods a little, flopping her menu open on the table to browse the options.