The door opened and a more than slightly sleepy looking young woman peered through it at him. Phil gave her his politest smile. "Miss Dearden, my name is Phillip Coulson and I'm with the Strategic Homeland, Intervention, Enforcement and Logistics Division."
He didn't react to the sass, or the snappy greeting. Tony Stark had long since made him immune to any kind of first meeting that didn't involve violence. A bit of bedhead and grumpiness was nothing compared to arriving at the Stark Residence and being greeted in person by a naked Tony Stark.
"You're in luck, I'm not selling anything today. I'm simply here to talk. I'm not opposed to talking like this through the door, but it might be better if you either came out side, or I inside."