Bobbi Morse
Bobbi had a hand in all of this. It wasn't a big hand, but it certainly wasn't a tiny gesture either. Honestly, she'd been happy to get the ball rolling then leave it all up to Fury. This interview/audition, for instance. Bobbi wouldn't have had the patience for it.
She assumed she didn't have to jump through Nick's hoops, but she couldn't resist checking in to see how they were going. Of course, she couldn't just show up. She had to show up her way.
Blonde hair in pigtails practically on top of her head, a slightly too small tank top and daisy dukes completed Bobbi's outfit. She waited until there was a moment between candidates to almost literally bounce in.
"Is this where the tryouts for the New York Giants cheerleaders is?" Her voice was pitched annoyingly high and ditzy.