Peggy Carter

She doesn't even flinch once, not finding the joke particularly amusing, not after the day she's had. "Come on, march," she gives the order, pointing for him to walk in front of her. He might not seem like a threat, but she also doesn't want to take any chances. He might seem like the typical all-American handsome man with looks to spare, but she also would never live it down if he managed to get one over on her.

This is why she needs to be cautious. "Your name," she says, as she starts to walk. "Your real name, please."