Yeah the moment wasn't hijacked you chose to keep up the charade for as long as you could to get a giggle out of the foreigner. You think this is the first time I encounter such behavior? I once thought Kevin Bacon was a terran hero who freed people from a weird non-dancing cult. And I once thought David Haselhoff (?) was Peter Quill's father.
I do want some real gear. Makes me feel safer which in turn makes me less jumpy. Which in turn makes me less stabby.
So what does a big fat white monster have to do with ghosts?
That's his name? Is he a giant marshmallow? Because Peter's told me those are sweet and puffy and generally considered a treat. Why not simply...eat him?