[Stiles answers the door about thirty seconds later, and it's obvious he's in for the night. It's a quiet night off for him, no shift at the BT, so he's taking it easy. In the background, his Stark entertainment system is hooked up to his network console, and the game is on pause. He's wrapped up in a patterned silk robe, bright red just like his hoodie back home. His legs and feet are bare. Yup, he wasn't expecting company. And when he sees who it is, he blushes as red as his robe and pulls it tighter around himself.]

Derek! Hi! Um. Wow, I am feeling very, very vulnerable all of a sudden. I immediately regret the decision to answer the door without pants.