No groping so far. Deadpool was pretty sure it wasn't going to happen again. Pretty sure. Especially now that he knew what would happen if he tried any of that with out any spirit fingery magic going on.

He cleared his throat loudly. "Well look at the time. Looks like it's time for me to go home and make sure Yuki hasn't killed poor little Cotton Candy over that manuscript of his." Pause. "Hopefully they won't be on the kitchen table again." He shuddered. "There isn't enough bleach in the world to make me eat there ever again."