Spider-Man followed the crimson speeder on foot and asked when they arrived to the large room, "So, what do you transport here... Dinosaurs? Why the huge room for something so simple?"
Back in the Marvel universe, inside Stark Tower:
"What do you mean you don't know?"
"I mean I don't know. The portal wasn't open long enough to get a good read out."
"So you're telling me that you got all these fancy machines and all these smart people surrounding you for what... looks?"
"Oh please Wade, if I wanted to look good, I'd hire models, not scientists." A slender woman in a lab coat approaches.
"Your coffee Mr. Stark."
Tony Stark takes the drink and gives the woman a pat as she walks away. He looks back to the man he's talking to and shrugs.
"She's my assistant, not a scientist."
"And the lab coat?"
"She likes to wear it, it's my spare."
Deadpool shakes his head, cracking his neck, "Look, why the hell am I here if there's no reason for me to be? No portal, no place for me to go to; no hero's ass to save."
Tony hung his head, "You're not just here to retrieve Spider-Man. You're also here as added security in case they re-open the portal from their side. They may be abducting us one by one."
Deadpool let his head fall to one side, "So what, I'm here as a scapegoat; as an alternative to nabbing you as you work on this thing?"
Tony narrows his eyes, "No. Now stand by and stay alert, or I'll hire someone else."
Deadpool crosses his arms and falls backward onto a couch, "Fine. Really, the only reason I took the job is because I was bored. At least here I can be bored in luxury." He swats at a hanging leaf from a plant nearby, "So you really have no clue where he went?"
Tony answers, "Not exactly. There's still a residue effect from where the portal once stood. We're studying its effects right now. It's no small deal tearing a whole in Space/Time; and the effect doesn't heal just like that. I've left a message for Dr. Strange to see if he could help too. If the portal is magic-based, he'd be more help than our computers."
Deadpool's head falls back onto the head rest, "Oh great, why don't you just leave a message with Thor too? Bring the Norse Gods into the picture?"
Tony replied, "I did. They too have extensive experience using portal to get here from Asgard."
Deadpool's head shot up, "Are you serious? That goodie-good hates my guts. Why would you invite him and hire me?"
Tony replied, "He doesn't hate you, he only hates your profession."
"And anyone who choose that profession. You remember when Doom tried to steal Odin's powers, how 'well' we worked together."
Tony didn't reply, he just kept working at his console, inputting formulas and equations. Deadpool's head fell back again.
"This'll be fun."