Moe groaned loudly, clapping her hands together, starting to shout out of irritability. 
"Okay, then! Deadpool is alive! great! lets all go to bed, so I can sleep, so I can go back home tomorrow! " She started giggling, even though she wasn't smiling. "This has been such a bad day today! I decide to- for once in my cozy life- I decide to go outside. and guess what? I'm bloody attacked! And then I use up all my juice gettin' us away from the attacking things, and then I'm promised rest and then I have to deal with a naked, scarred man. this is bloody brilliant, you know that? Absolutely fan-freaking- tastic." crouching down, she wrapped her arms around her legs, resting her forehead on her knees. 
"I just want to go home." she finished, muttering.