[ He flinches visibly despite his best efforts, not used to hearing his name while in the suit unless it's fucking Francis but also that was a lot more intense and heartfelt than he angled for. Are they play-flirting still? Has this game of chicken gone overboard?
He shakes it off as quickly as he can, straightening up into something that could pass for confident. ]
The name's Deadpool and if you think I'm going to wait by the phone every Friday night you're sorely mistaken.