Nebula | Quill
She had heard about the movie - not this particular movie, but that there was one being hosted in honor of a birthday for Clint. He was not the one she had known only briefly, but he had filled the space where the other had been by the looks of things and Nebula was glad for those she had called friends that they had one more member of their team even if he was shaped differently.
This would not be the first movie she had seen, though she had not seen many she had on occasion been drawn into one while she visited Earth between missions in the past. Here though this was not between missions, it was all there was for the moment. So she found herself there, as the rest of the town began to gather.
"Quill." She said as she approached him, she had kept some distance from him since he'd arrived, giving him the chance to introduce himself to her sister without her influence. Gamora had that chance once before, Nebula felt like perhaps she was owed that chance again - after everything she had been through. But here was Quill on his own.
"Is this where you'll watch the movie?" She asked him, she hadn't picked a space for herself yet. "What do you think of twizzlers?" She asked him, she had seen the options for food and wasn't sure what to make of the red ropes