User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Summer 2016/@comment-5837525-20160613152650

(Orbit takes his position at the far end of the corridor and takes a calming breath.)

Orbit: Okay... Ready whenever you are, Ironworks.

(The dish placed in front of Star-Lord was mouthwatering.)

Star-Lord: Oh, Bluey, you're a marvel.

(As he digs in and savors the taste, he ponders on the group's plan set forth the day before.)

Star-Lord: So these "Hooves" guys... What kind of manpower -- er, ponypower -- are they boasting? They heavily armed? I can't imagine they'll be too eager to just sit down and talk.