Who? Little ol' me? Why I got the looks of an angel. I don't know why they'd be shyin' away from that...

[Except those two prostitutes that have retreated to the side of a door. And Yondu slows to check them out, giving one an up and down, before looking at Snart.]

Glad Terrans engage in the universe's oldest occupation in all your time periods, looks like.

[Some guy walks out of the brothel and spooks and runs right back in. Then hides behind the mistress. Well, at least no one is coming after them yet.]