Well, obviously, "I would be the greatest spy that ever lived." Bobbi smiled brightly, digging this idea and universe where she was absolutely invisible; even Nick Fury couldn't do that, he stuck out like a sore thumb. A rough lifestyle for people who wanted to be looked at, true, but that wasn't the case here. "Why, you gonna make me a ghost?" she asked, still smirking. Did they even do that anymore? That kind of thing went out of style with the Cold War, Bobbi thought, and the rise of modern caped crusaders-- if the bad guys could do it for the fame and world domination, why not the other side? Their fights were all out in the open anymore, in flashy tights and big, Michael Bay explosions, and agents like Bobbi were canon fodder and groupies.