"I am Groot."

"Yeah, I know. Not an ugly guy."

"I am Groot."

"Why are you asking me that? You go ask him!"

Peter's face was a shade of red. He watched as this Rich Rider talked to Nikki, both her and Gamora gawking at this guy. He rolled his eyes as he was talking about all the insults he got. As if he was any special on this ship! When he offered Nikki a chair, that's when Peter stepped in. "Alright, Mister Prime." He said, placing his hands on the table. "As of now you are to follow our rules."

Nova looked around the place, and looked at Quill with a smirk. "Seems like you have very little by the looks of this place, should be easy to remember."

"Rule one: the sassy comments are only come from me, and Rocket."

"That's not gonna happen--"

"Rule two, be very literal with Drax, or he will literally rip out your spine."

"I read his file, Note taken."

"Rule three, I'll be called 'Captain' or 'Star-Lord' to you. And finally, keep your stuff in your quarters, stay out of our stuff, and we should get along just nicely." Peter said, staring at him. Richard gave him a shrug. "More or less. Just so we are clear, Captain, I work for Nova. If you do anything illegal, or I see anything illegal, then we won't be getting along as much as we are now."

Drax rose from the seat he was sitting in. "Do not threaten my friends." He said coldly, glaring at the man, where Nova held up his hands. "whoah there, buddy, I wasn't threatening anyone. Just reminding you that--"

"We are 'bad people'?" Gamora asked, arms crossed. "You seem to act like you know a lot about us just because of your title."

"I know that you are Gamora, also known as the 'Galaxy's deadliest assassin' and 'Thanos' adopted daughter.'" Rich said. "I know that you did a lot of things you aren't proud of, and although you try so hard to go on this path of redemption, violence and death always follows you." He turned to Drax. "I know that you're known as Drax the Destroyer, and you lost everything when Ronin attacked, and went on a rampage that lead you to jail. You are also on a path, but for revenge, and don't care what happens to you, or others along the way." Then he turned to Rocket and Groot. "Then there's the two bounty hunters, one with a very loud mouth, and the other has a one line vocabulary. Both are very rare, with one being a test subject and the other being the very last of their kind. You have a knack for blowing things up and yelling, while he is completely loyal to you. You'd do anything for money without a second thought."

He then turned to Peter. "And I know you're from Earth, like me. You hide behind women, and your reputation of being an outlaw to hide the fact that you were raised by messed up dudes. Being an orphan really sucks, especially when one of your parents dies of cancer and the other is a ruler of a dangerous and superior race."

"So excuse me for being a bit unsure about jumping on a ship with people who did one good deed that covered every other horrible thing they did." Rich looked at them all, and leaned back. Peter's fist was clenched. "So lets all try to get along for the sake of the Princess here, and as soon as we drop her off the sooner we can go back to respecting each other from a distance..." Everyone was quiet for a long time, mostly because what this guy said was right... in a way. They weren't the people they were, but there wouldn't be any convincing for now. Peter really wanted to rant back, but he caught a glimpse of Gamora looking over at him, warning him not to, or his point would be proven.

There was a bit of a pause before Rich stood up. "So... Where are my quarters, Captain Quill? I'd like to slip in to something a bit more... comfortable." He gave a small glance over to the women, then back at Quill.

Peter slowly unclenched his fist again, pointing to the door. "There's an empty quarters on the left side. third door." Rich nodded, and took his helmet with him, walking in that direction. This day kept on getting better and better...