Peter Quill gave a silent laugh as she ordered herself some food. Great. More money down the drain. He watched as the food was brought to her, looking back at her and the order of fries. They did smell pretty good... and he'd like to get the tentacle taste out of his mouth... She offered some of her fries to him, and gave a smile. "I better get some of that. I did pay for them after all." he said jokingly, scooting to the next bar chair next to the attractive blue haired woman. He took a fry from the basket, and looked over at her again. "Peter Quill. But most people call me Star-Lord." He said casually, as if it were supposed to bring awe to her face... But sadly in reality, most people knew him only as Peter Quill, and even then he wasn't much known to the citizens of the galaxy. Nova Corps had a whole file on him though... which made him feel a bit badass.

"What's a beautiful, non tentacle faced woman like you doing in a planet like this?" Peter asked, taking a quick glance at her. Her body was nice, but he was more interested in the way she was being a bit protective of that bag at her feet... He had a feeling he wasn't going to get a peek in that bag any time soon.... Unless he used a bit of his famous Quill charm... or if he kept buying her more and more drinks. Whichever one happened first.