"You know," Deadpool said, head tilted curiously to one side. "I wouldn't have thought you'd have eyebrows. I've heard so much about you. Y'know, the eyepatch, the mothafuckas, but no one ever thought to mention your eyebrows." Yawning, totally not concerned about the implied threat about him sticking around long enough, Deadpool put his hands on his hips and rocked back and forward on his heels. "So... I'm hired? Are there uniforms? Because I look great in a suit and tie. But I'd really prefer to maintain my stylish red and black." Dragging his foot along the floor like a petulant six-year old, Deadpool hung his head and lisped. "I'm shy."