He was really, really grateful she couldn't see his face just then because there was no way he couldn't grin. As it was, he was biting his lip in order to not burst out laughing. At some point he realized he didn't hear the rustle of fabric and that meant Kate Bishop was in his apartment naked, or nearly so.
Not how he'd wanted that event to happen but okay.
"My acting isn't good enough for this, Kate." He dropped on to the couch, a few feet away from where she was currently causing chaos. Or attempting to, anyway. "It's not personal. You're just kind of bad at this."