"Hm," Deadpool started raiding the cabinets, inquisitive. "What, no fruit roll-ups? What kind of expedition is this?" Sighing and shaking his head, he picked out an unidentified can and opened it, pulling up his mask enough to pour the contents of it into his mouth, devouring it in under a minute. "Between you and me, the Bossman's organizational skills could use some help. I've had bowel movements better organized than this trip."