"Blah blah blah blah blah." The symbiote host droned on lazily as she kept an eye on a corner of the room. "Can the bear PLEASE pipe down and the cheerleader over there, pleeease stop kissing Deadpool's ass? I've got stuff to do, so I'd rather get this meeting over with sooner rather than later, yeah?" she asked sarcastically towards Alexis with a scowl. The symbiote made its way over to her and reattached to her leg, melding and smoothing out as it's color changed to match her pants. She didn't seem to notice, long used to the feeling. 

"So, Deadpool. Why are we here, what do you need, and when can we leave?"