Bobbi Morse
Bobbi grinned as she walked toward Nick. "With these legs?" Bobbi was tall, and almost all of that height was legs. "Where do you think I learned how to kick?" Hey, they'd all gone to high school at some point. It was sometimes difficult to remember that all of the agents and directors came from mundane origins.
"How's it going?" she asked as she helped herself to a seat on a nearby bench. "Anyone need spit and polish?"