"Out of season!" Deadpool exclaims, in shock. "Pointy hats never go out of season. The black ones go great with my ensemble." He pantomimes putting a hat on his head and modeling it. "I have a whole closet devoted to pointy hats. What's not to love? They're hats, and they're pointy. It's like being in the Coneheads world every single day. What's this you say about rations and where are they kept?" Topic changing back to the important priority of food, he looks expectant at her, fully intending to follow wherever she leads as long as there's a promise of food.