She gets exactly the kind of reception she thought she'd get from everyone.  Save maybe for the one cartel-crony that spits at the ground and acts semi-defiant.  Her brow raises at him, taking no steps forward.  She might if she weren't getting along with the other heroes. "Ah yes. Athena, I've seen you on TV. It is good to meet you. I like your normal costume." Because the one she has on now isn't all that appealing.  Though there<i>are</i>nice qualities about the woman holding the gun right between her breasts.  She doesn't raise her hands, just takes her glances from one to the other.  It's natural to inspect the enemy, though some of these looks aren't inspections at all, at least not of her threat level.<br/><br/>Not that she minds it.  She finds J.D. swirling around her at speeds that she can't really detect both her sash and hair fluttering in the momentary cool provided by his breeze.  When he stops her lips curl up into a grin. "Did you like what you saw?" There's an underlying tone there that could even be called flirtatious.  While aimed at J.D. for the moment her attention does quickly find itself on Oscar.<br/><br/>His eyes hold a wisdom that she's not seen before.   "I imagine I look a lot like a superheroine.  Athena doesn't look too terribly different in<i>her</i>tights." She lets her shoulders rise then fall, staring him down.  She hadn't exactly expected to be accepted right away, though she can't say how she planned on showing them that she's a friendly.  She raises a brow at the raised hand towards her and then to Oscar and finally over to Captain Keyes.  She eyes him for some moments then raises one of her hands pointing a finger to her bare cheek. "Is here okay?" She does take a step closer to him, locking eyes with the man.<br/><br/>"Ready when you are."