User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2015/@comment-5837525-20150909001121

(Mouth too full to speak, Decibelle waves goodbye to Flashfire as she steps out. Star-Lord passes by her and enters the kitchen, drawn by the aroma of Alfredo's cooking.)

Star-Lord: Oh, damn, that smells good...

(He helps himself to one of the omelets.)

Star-Lord: Soooo... not to sound all-work-and-no-play-makes-Quill-a-dull-boy, but I seem to recall we have the location of Death-Stalker's hideout. Instead of waiting for him to make a move again, why don't we just... "nuke the site from orbit, it's the only way to be sure"?

(As Stiletto digs into her salad, Misty shares Long-Face's shrug.)

Misty: Do what you want, mate. After spending this much time in hiding, I'm eager for some action.