Okay, so she was impressed that he knew that movie she was talking about, even if he didn't seem to have enjoyed it all that much.
Dinah leaned back on her bike, half sitting on the seat with her legs kicked out in front of her, crossed at the ankles and her arms crossed over her chest.
She shifted when he offered her the file and took it cautiously, keeping her keen eyes trained on him for the whole long moment before she reclined on her bike again and began flipping through the file absently. She looked up from her reading with one eyebrow arched at the implication she might go evil and couldn't help but smirk. Okay, so he was weird- but he was kind of funny too in a 'No Ma'am we at the FBI don't have a sense of humor which we're aware of' kind of way.
Dinah read over the file and hoped that Babs could see it as well from her perch in the Clocktower via the communications systems Oracle had set up in her earrings and choker. The file was filled with a brief about SHIELD, a few potential training scenarios, a couple possible missions that she would be suited for... and a list. It was the list that Dinah paid the most attention to-- it was a list of Dinah's "particular skill set" which included her Canary Cry and close to 90% of all the martial arts that Dinah had ever studied. SHIELD seemed to know quite a bit about her already. She wasn't sure how to feel about that.
Canary lifted her head to scrutinize Coulson. She knew they had a list of her skills and clearly thought highly of her mutant ability, but none of their research nor anything in the file answered the most important question.