She straightened up a little and regarded him with a quick nod. "Barton." He wasn't glaring at her, that was a start, wasn't it? A polite smile - very faint, but it was there - swept across her lips and she shoved her hands deeper into her pockets. "Hi." It'll only be awkward if you make it awkward, she told herself. The woman rubbed her lips together and finally just gestured very vaguely towards his room. "Can I come in?" Another pause. "I wanna talk."