To be fair, Quill was a god deal more amiable than St. John was, so he sort of collected people in larger amounts than the other man did. Not that it was a competition. At the end of the day, they had who they had and neither of them seemed unhappy. At least not with that.
"Just Pyro it is," Quill said goofily before tipping back the rest of his coffee in one go. "I never knew about the Just part, but you know what, it fits." It was like the ultimate dad joke and he should have been ashamed, but he just wasn't. "Anyway. Fuck it. Let's waste the morning listening to records."