Re: Wade Wilson & Miriam Shepard
"Aww thanks!" Wade beamed happily as he yanked the fabric of his shirt out to look down at it with a sort of odd pride before setting the fabric back down against his chest and carefully smoothing it out.
"You're a sweetie, Miriam, I can totally see that. It's all Miss Cleo up in here, lemme tell you! I got a serious case of the ESPN." Squinting, he rubbed his forehead. "Wait I'm getting something..." His voice dropped a few octaves, eyes unfocusing. "You will meet a sexy boytoy misfit who's wearing a great shirt and has a delightfully quirky personality." His eyes refocused, jaw going slack. "Woah! You have! It's me!"