Gamora tapped a finger on her lips, eyes narrowed. "Hmm I think I've heard of it. Never been though. Will make a point never to go, now. I thought you were from Asgard, what put you on Sakaar?"
A wry laugh escaped her when Loki mentioned guarding the galaxy, and how adventurous that must have been. She took the drink, nodding in thanks, then looked away as she thought back on the memories, and the trouble they got into, how a simple job tended to turn into something much greater and much more dangerous. She sipped on her drink, humming in appreciation. The good part about having two livers was how many of these drinks one could taste anywhere in the galaxy without getting hopelessly drunk.
"I'm half here for the money, half here for Peter. This is important to him. But you're right, it doesn't suit me as much as another line of work. He's always been about music, I... My life had been decidedly lacking in melody until we met."