[Hey, Clint. There's a Deadpool hanging out over here, jabbing at his transporter and muttering to himself. He's cool. It's fine.

Well. It is, right up until he looks up and starts waving.]

Heya, Robin Hood! Oh boy am I glad to see you. ...well. Maybe not glad, but it's close enough. What's the sitch, who's in charge of this popsicle stand, and if your buddy Fury's feeling helpful today, where can I find myself if I forgot where I'm supposed to be?

...also, you look kinda funny. You feeling okay?