"Stanley, huh?" Deadpool kicked the thrashing alien again. "You want this thing alive? I thought you might want a live sample, but if he were to bite you and infect you with mad alien disease, we'd be out of luck. Did they only send one scientist?"
Since Stanley didn't really have equipment or assistants to handle a live, thrashing alien, Deadpool whipped out his sword and put it through the alien's throat, leaning on it while the creature thrashed and died. "I'm Deadpool," he introduced himself, then pointed at the dying creature. "This is Ppwwcct. We're very pleased to meet you. Say hi to the nice lady, Ppwwcct."
The bug gave a dying wheeze, and expired. Deadpool shrugged.