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[ Yondu inhales sharply through his nose before sitting back on his stool. He briefly flashes his teeth in a disapproving snarl. He can't quite place the experience of this kid who has been apparently left alone at a bar, but he can make a few assumptions of his own. ]

Yondu Udonta

[ He takes a sip of his drink. ]

Pull up a chair then, Hit-Girl. What are you having?