"Uh, no" He replied quickly to Thor. "I have my own, thank you and they are pretty stellar, if I do say so myself."

Quill suppressed a not-so-charming burp.

"And I do," he said. "Say so..... about my junk."

He blinked and reached for his drink which he realized was empty.

"What about my junk in my trunk?" He asked. "Did Gamora say something about my ass before you left?"

Quill shifted on his seat as he tried to look at his own rear-end.