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Alice watched Deadpool talk to himself. "Technically she is dead, so..." She told him, hoping it helped. "So what do we do about the bodies and the witnesses?" She pointed her knife at the crowd. "Will they drop like leaves in Autumn or will the spread the word of the killings? What does he have planned for them?" She put the knife back in the secret pocket and skipped over to Frances. "Let's let the men, and Izzy, maybe, have their fun. We can go get some tea to calm our nerves." She suggested, Izzy was just as welcome to join.