I won't lie, I'm not crazy up on my current Deadpool continuity. I gather he's married? Or dead? Maybe both? Either way, on this page, he's having Blind Al (and a bunch of other people) over to his new pad for a housewarming, which is mostly just a house in suburbia that's filled with his junk.
1 - Establishing shot of Deadpool's house, which is just a regular suburban house. There might even be matching ones on either side. There's evidence of the people in attendance outside (the Spider-Buggy is parked in the driveway, some members of Hydra are walking up to the door, etc).
NOTE: Throughout the rest of the page, feel free to litter the background with all manner of cameos and the like to show that the party is bumpin'.
DEADPOOL (within): Welcome to the Pool House!
BLIND AL (within): Did you really name it that? Are there any cute cabana boys about?
DEADPOOL (within): Why does everyone keep asking that question?
2 - Blind Al sits at a table. Deadpool is walking from the kitchen counter, a cup of coffee in his hand. Deadpool looks gravely concerned, while Al facepalms at his stupidity. A beer sits across from Al on the table.
BLIND AL: Is there at least, you know, a pool?
DEADPOOL: Al, you're talking to him right now!
BLIND AL (1): I'm blind, not demented.
BLIND AL (2) (quietly): Which is clearly more than can be said for you...
3 - Deadpool sits down next to Al, putting his arm around her shoulder in a chummy way. The coffee is in front of Al on the table. Deadpool is about to take a swig of his beer.
DEADPOOL: Oh, Al. Isn't this nice? Just like old times, eh?
BLIND AL: You mean like when you tortured me incessantly?
4 - On Deadpool as he open his eyes wide in shock, slurping up a bunch of beer accidentally.
5 - Deadpool scratches at the back of his head awkwardly, trying to steer the conversation elsewhere.
DEADPOOL: I always, uh, thought of it more as showing I cared. In my own unique way.
BLIND AL: Water under the bridge, Wade.
6 - Blind Al calmly holds the cup of coffee. Deadpool is shocked again, but for different reasons, looking at his beer in a surprised manner.
BLIND AL (1): You're right though. It is nice to see you again.
BLIND AL (2): And speaking of old times, I spiked your drink with enough laxatives to kill an elephant.
7 - Al takes a sip. Deadpool looks down at his stomach, which is making a terrible sound. Everyone else in the kitchen also looks over to see what the commotion from his stomach is about.
BLIND AL: Enjoy.
SFX (from Deadpool's stomach): GGgrMMmbbblll!