User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2015-2016/@comment-5837525-20160303041703

(After several more moments of silence, Copper Plume rises from his seat.)

Copper: I'm... terribly sorry, everypony. I'm suddenly not feeling too well. I need to go lie down.

Freeheart: C-Captain? If you're unwell, I could--

Copper: No, thank you, Freeheart. I'll be fine after a bit of rest. Thank you, Alfredo -- the food was wonderful. If anypony needs me, I'll be in my bedroom.

(Gamora and Freeheart watch as Copper excuses himself from the room. Star-Lord looks at his plate and sniffs it suspiciously. Was there something in the food that disagreed with Copper Plume's stomach? He didn't want to wake up in the middle of the night with food poisoning.)