Twenty five was half a life time ago, and more than enough to qualify as 'kid' in Coulson's book, especially coupled with a dirty look like that. He pocketed the donuts,and punched the name into his phone to look up later. Unfortunately for Teddy, another version of him had made himself known, he'd even worked for S.H.I.E.L.D. briefly, but Coulson had never interacted with him directly, and the name didn't ring any bells.
"Agent Coulson," he answered, nodding for Teddy to follow him.