Hearing the familiar voice, the blonde turned, a well-practiced smile on her lips and blue eyes recognizing the trademark patch...without the swears, yet anyway. "Mr. Fury, nice to see you", she said easily, voice betraying none of the nervousness she felt inside. Oh this wasn't her scene. " He is doing well. How are you doing?" She remembered him from the zombie incident when he had contacted Reed for help with the outbreak. She remembered feeling a flash of jealousy of not being invited herself. After all, she was a child prodigy and just as experienced in such matters...but being a woman had its downfalls in this business. Men still wanted to play hero and savior. Womem would always be the saved.