Colin looked up from the pile of paperwork on his desk at the sound of a knock on his door, but he wasn't fast enough to get up because Owen was already poking his head through the door and calling his name. Dick and Colin both smiled widely, which made Colin immediately feel like a ridiculous ass but oh well. Honestly, he should be used to that feeling by now. Though there was something about this one, and he was used to making an ass out of himself with the likes of Thomas, Jeff or Ryan. And Jay, for the more Bat-specific torments, that could be Owen too once they got to know each other. Except nothing had ever really stopped him from being ridiculous around strangers before, he really didn't know why he felt almost awkward. After all, he'd met Babs pretty recently and that had gone over just fine. He just really needed to sleep more? So off his game, that is if he even had one.
"Owen!" Yeah, that was a good start. He raised himself the rest of the way out of his chair and made his way over to the door, in a split second decision opting for a less awkward segway and going in for a manly hug and a pat on the back instead of a hand shake. After all, Owen was a stranger but Tim was not.
"We're glad to see you," he grinned, stepping back to usher him inside and close the door behind them. For once, the Agency seemed pretty much dead. Meaning, no Juliet or Miranda around terrorizing his furniture. The general quiet was a little unnerving. "Nice. Shirt."