What, are we picking random ass Terran places now? Okay, well, he'll pick Quill's home he reckons.
"I'm from Missouri," he says so flat someone could have slipped and fell on the words.
The vendor seems to accept the words, though. Like he's heard of those places, or it would be normal to be from them.
"Well, welcome to the Shining City!" And he offers them both welcome gifts. Surprisingly, though, in handing them both little mold fired clay figurines Yondu's hard expression softens. His persistent resting bitchface eases up as he looks at the little chicken he's been given.
He puts it in his pocket. "I'll be back. C'mon, Angel. Let's talk over here."
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"I'm from Missouri," he says so flat someone could have slipped and fell on the words.
The vendor seems to accept the words, though. Like he's heard of those places, or it would be normal to be from them.
"Well, welcome to the Shining City!" And he offers them both welcome gifts. Surprisingly, though, in handing them both little mold fired clay figurines Yondu's hard expression softens. His persistent resting bitchface eases up as he looks at the little chicken he's been given.
He puts it in his pocket. "I'll be back. C'mon, Angel. Let's talk over here."