"Oh, you like me! You really, really like me!" Deadpool gushed, clasping his hands together and pretending to swoon. "Don't worry, boss, I won't let you down! Front desk, tomorrow, paperwork. Count on me for all your world-saving needs."
Straightening his tie, Deadpool did an about-face, nodded casually to the guards who had escorted him in, and returned to the elevator, whistling. Easiest job interview he'd ever had. Shoulda known that SHIELD would never be able to resist the ol' Deadpool charisma.