Aw, how precious. Telepathic shock collar? Those S.H.I.E.L.D. people were just so adorable she could hardly stand it. What was she, a dog? Hardly. More like a bloodthirsty werewolf straight from nightmares, and she didn't even need a full moon to bear her claws. "Oh, it's just a little parlor trick," she said, getting comfortable in her chair with one knee tucked over the other, drink in hand. "But, mm, yes, do go on. Contract work with your fine establishment? Why on earth would you have use for someone like me?" One of the most powerful telepaths in the world! Woe, what chance did she stand against shock collars? How ever would she face her ultimate, sizzling defeat? More questions, anyone?