The Astronaut
"Isn't that the fun of it, Chelle? In theory, plenty of them will be 'underdeveloped.' Maybe we'll find a real diamond if the rough and fight over getting to sign them." Skylar wasn't a business woman first...but it was high up there.
She grinned, looking up toward the Astronaut on the stage. "Now, to figure out who you are, Mr. Space Explorer...I swear your voice is achingly familiar. I'm also pretty sure there's a pretty face under, going by the voice. Sophia's right, there's lot of groups here. I would guess Nick Fury, since, if I wasn't married, I'd love to see a different side of him.." She paused as the audience hooted and laughed. "You're a little short, though. No offense."
She laughed as the Astronaut crossed his arms and probably glared at her from inside the helmet. "Don't worry, I know great things can come in smaller packages. Your voice is proof of that, hon." She pursed her lips, thinking a moment. "Which one's the guy that wears the shrinking suit...Scott Lang! I'm going to guess Scott Lang."