If dinner is going to be provided, then Temari isn't about to try to either cook something for herself or go forage for food elsewhere. She's been keeping somewhat to herself of late, which is her default mode when things change. She knows it, recognizes it, and rolls with it. There's a part of her that thinks she's more than ready to deal with multiple conversations at once.

Hopefully.

For the sake of food, she'll court disaster. (At the very least, court a headache.) She slips into apartment and goes straight for the food. Social niceties can come after a bite or two.