Drake peeks into the office. "Hey, if you're looking for volunteers for a mission, I've got one for you." Drake smirks as he continues "good luck fitting him into protective armor though." Drake listens to a voice no one else can hear. "No, Drax. I'm not calling you fat." Drake smiles at the assembled group again. "Of course, there is still the small matter of my partner not yet being an official member of your team..."
