Head swiveling, Deadpool caught sight of her and gasped like a man asphyxiating. "THAT'S HER. Oh bless my stars and garters!" Hugging Brock, Deadpool looked ready to cry from gratitude. "Thanks, man."
Crossing the bar, Deadpool dropped to his knees at Cat's feet, clasped his hands together, made the most pleading face he could through his mask (which he had fortunately remembered to pull back down over his mouth) and said: "Please fuck me?"