Reigen squawked indignantly as the dress hit his face. "Again with the throwing clothes at me?!" Swatting the offending gown to the side, he gave a loud huff. How dare this masked man force him to play the straight man to his shenanigans! If there was anything Reigen hated, it was when people managed to throw him off.

"Sure, leather pants would work. Practical and fashionable." He said that calmly, before his brain registered the rest of his indignance. "Wait, what was that last part?! I don't kill people! That doesn't sound fun at all, you need to get a new hobby! ...Deadpool? Yeah, new hobby and a new name."

Who called themselves 'Deadpool' anyway? Reigen didn't even know what that was supposed to mean.