Normally, Hal would be shaking his head in annoyance at that line, or maybe even facepalming. But his woodified body won't let him, and anyway, he'd probably just get a branch in the eye.

It's not the danger of the superhero life that gets to him sometimes--it's never that--it's when it all gets weird. Man, he hates that.

"Join the club," he grumbles.

"Any suggestions, people?" he asks, which is better than saying, 'Can we just move this along to the part where I can make somebody pay for putting me through this day?'