For countless hours, Daisy Johnson has made her way through the files stored in Town Hall, looking for any crumb of information that might provide some clue as to what's going on here. After weeks of searching, she has nothing to show for her effort aside from a few papercuts on fingers already decorated with a rainbow of bruises. She's inhaled more dust than she cares to think about, but she hasn't managed to put together a single piece of this frustrating puzzle.

What she has gotten to do, however, is meet a variety of new arrivals who all seem to inevitably end up in the building. Whether it's a blessing or a curse, she's not the least bit surprised anymore to emerge from one of the many offices to find another unfamiliar figure standing in front of the bulletin board. Honestly, she's getting a bit tired of playing welcome wagon, but there's no turning back now.

With her hands tucked into pockets, she takes a few steps closer, intending to get the man's attention when suddenly he turns and she gets a good look at him. Her eyes go wide and a mixture of astonishment and excitement fills her expression.

"Holy shit, you're Bucky Barnes." She doesn't even stop to consider that he might not be the Bucky from her universe, or even Bucky at all. Having a legend suddenly stand in front of her is just... Well, suddenly she understands how Coulson must have felt when meeting Sousa for the first time.