He saw that coming a mile away and gave another weak laugh, not sure if he should give her a real name now in case she told anyone else in S.H.I.E.L.D. how badly this had gone. Could that get him demoted? Probably not, if being charming and cool was the criteria then Fury wouldn't have even let him get through the training. "Sitwell," he answered, finally coming closer, if a little shyly, to offer a handshake without making her move around. "Agent," no that wasn't his name, "Jasper, actually. Agent, Jasper, Sitwell." At least he got it out. And hey, he should be proud of that, Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. and everything, so he did his best to puff up with some pride and stop looking so anxious. This could have gone worse. "And you're not the Hulk, you're the Scarlet Witch and I swear I don't usually talk so much. If you don't like that," he acknowledged, shaking his head in apology and offering a hopeful smile for forgiveness.