[ Peter's always had a bad habit of wearing his emotions on his sleeve. He definitely expected the intensity of her gaze – intensity and Gamora seemed to go hand in hand, no matter the universe – and the frustration, too, seems par for the course, but—
—yeah, okay. This conversation has already taken a really, seriously hard left, and his confusion is plain on his face. ]
I— what? No. It's not a reference—
[ And his mouth tends to work faster than his brain, sometimes, which is why it takes him a split second to finally register what Gamora just said. ]
no subject
—yeah, okay. This conversation has already taken a really, seriously hard left, and his confusion is plain on his face. ]
I— what? No. It's not a reference—
[ And his mouth tends to work faster than his brain, sometimes, which is why it takes him a split second to finally register what Gamora just said. ]
How do you know what Cheers is?