Peter got up, his mask still over his head as he dusted himself off. He grinned at her question. "No, not Star-Lords in training... just a bunch of friends who are assholes." He said, taking out his own signature guns. Quad barreled pistols that had settings to what element they shot. He didn't plan on killing the guys. They were his "family" after all. As she talked to them though, and took a drink... This was her kind of woman! Then she slapped the guns out of their hands, and he was a bit surprised. A telekinetic? Peter scratched his alien data in his head... and he didn't know much races around that could control stuff with their mind.

"Yeah, guys... we don't want to mess up your face too much... geez... only a mother could tolerate that face..." He said with a shudder.

"At least I have a momma, Quill!"

Ooohhhohohoh.... Its on! With that comment Peter leapt at him using his jet boots as momentum. He swung his fist straight at his jaw. he went out cold, he turned to the other one but was kicked across a table, plates and food falling over. He didn't know if Nikki was already on him, but his answer was confirmed when he saw the second ravager knocked out, and Nikki standing there.

"Well, Nikki. Its been a real pleasure. If you're ever in Xandar, be sure to ask around for Peter Quill..." He gave a slow bow, and with that made his way out of the bar so the local police didn't arrest him. He needed to get back to his ship!!