She rose to her feet then, stepping around the desk and further into the room amongst the possible recruits, hands clasped behind her back as she looked them over.  
"If you are here then I presume you know what I'm looking for.  One pilot, a set of muscle, one picker, and at least one skimmer."  She continued, circling them at the same slow steady pace she had been using from the start, clearly not in a rush at all.  "You also know, I hope, that I never higher off the street.  YOu will have an audition and I will choose my crew out of those that manage to not bungle it."

"An audition?  What is this a highschool musical?"  Sighed Jenga tiredly, rubbing an eye with the heel of his hand.  The Bidder passed in front of him then, her jaw twitching briefly as if in annoyance before she moved on.