[ Marco stares for a second, as he doesn't immediately recognize the woman who answered the door as someone significantly older than him; tiny energetic Asian ladies had that ageless effect going. ]

Uhhhh, I'm pretty sure this is for you. [ He checks the viewscreen again as an excuse to stop staring for a moment. ] Yep, totally your address. You sure nobody wouldn't send you a pizza as a present? Y'know, like a secret admirer or something.

[ The moment that incredibly stupid excuse fell out of his mouth, he regrets it, but oops, too late, gotta go with this, smile cutely and see what happens, Marco. ]