[Deadpool wasn't so much doing the whole party thing. He figured he had a job to do here, and there were plenty of sickos on the island who would gladly think it was fun to mess up the day. Besides which, even if he'd like to party, no one really wanted him here anyway. He patrols on the outskirts, he was well armed, but it was concealed decently well, except for the pistols which had their holsters, even they were under a coat though. Anyone with even a bit of experience with firearms would be able to tell them right away. Frankly given the usual disasters which weddings were in his world, he had been expecting far more action. It would have made things at least entertaining. Every now and then he'll grab a quick bite to eat and munch on it as he looks around. ]