Eyes swiveled over to the man approaching her, surveying him with alert regard. Jessica had gone to this function, confident that not a single person would recognize her, so you could only imagine her surprise when Nick Fury, of all people, shot that presumption right to hell. Needless to say, that nice, clean getaway no longer seemed tangible. Her lips twitched into a small smirk; if she was nervous by this abrupt reunion, she was masking it pretty well.
"I'm sure," she returned. Damn, it had been a long time. It was really hard to tell how this would go, seeing as the last time they crossed paths, she had tried to kill him. And though he had, by exposing her to the real nature of HYDRA, practically helped her abandon the organization, Jessica hadn't exactly given him the thanks (or apology) that he probably deserved at the time. Let's hope he didn't hold grudges.