"Quill, how do you get banned from a planet?" Gamora asked him increduously. "I was raised by Thanos to be an assassin, and I've never been banned from a planet."
"Ok, so there was this job, that I had to do for Yondu I had to steal something from this huge castle," he began to explain, "Not something important, besides, this castle had a ton of stuff just laying around, and all I had to get was this one really ugly statue. It looked like a pig, but it was blue and had only one nostril."
All of them looked around at Quill. "So, you're saying that stealing a blue, one-nostriled pig got you banned from a planet?" asked Gamora skeptically.
"No, I got away, no problems, but then on my way out, I might have accidentally stepped on a self-destruct switch and destroyed the rest of their stuff. Might have been worth a couple billion units," he admitted. "I left pretty quickly after that, but the inhabitants managed to get a picture and ID me. Therefore, banned."
He looked around at the rest of the group as he concluded his story. "You destroyed a couple billion units worth of property, just for a statue of a pig," Drax asked, stunned.
"Well, I did give back the pig," he offered.
"That's nothing," Rocket boasted, speaking for the first time. "I am currently banned from 62 planets, 15 moons, and a space station that looks like a pineapple. None of which is my fault."
"Rocket, how the hell..." Quill began, and then stopped. "I don't want to know, right?"
"You really don't,"Rocket replied. "Trust me on this one."
