Out of the corner of his eye, John saw the Squirtle duo in place waiting for his signal to spray the poor unsuspecting man. Sure it was cruel to put Quill in an awkward position, and of course if John thought it through - there would be a certain amount of fear about Gamora stabbing him in his new very beautiful and stupid face. Though Quill was much to easy to want to mess with. Of course, Quill was good enough to keep that in mind. Feigning sadness.
Then there was a devilish smirk while John took a step back. "I'm not, I just needed you to stand in one place for this." John signaled the pair of turtles to jump out and immediately spraying the poor man down with water. It lasted a good fifteen seconds before the turtles stopped and looked to John, well lady John. "Nice job you two." John crouched ignoring poor Peter for that moment. John patted the turtles on their heads and they ran off.
"So yeah." John turned to face Quill again while standing. "It's John." Pointing to the crown aloft the blonde hair. "Crazy magic crown."