Oh the perks of working for Mister Fisk. He hated these fundraisers but certainly saw the value in making others think he genuinely cared. So instead of going himself, he sent her. The blond bombshell with a chest to make a man's eyes pop.
She was on the prowl for herself and her boss. Unfortunately he had gotten wind of her little obsession with a certain bad-ass one armed man. And that he had shown an interest in her, however breifly. So she was now tasked with seducing him and getting him to take her back to his apartment, office or where ever it was he holed up for a nap and get him to drop his gaurd long enough to go through his files and get whatever Shield secrets she could.
Luckily she had no time frame for the assignment, so lng as it was obvious she was working on it. Which meant she could at least enjoy the experience of getting into his pants a few times in a broom closet or something.
Felicia hoped he had actually showed up. If not him, then maybe some flirting with Stark. She did need to come up with another way to get Iron Man to meet her. A rooftop romp at midnight was so appealing at the moment. Especially if he kept that mask on.