Drax the Destroyer

Billy walks out of the ship's bathroom, fresh out of the shower, with a towel around his waist. Gamora scares the shit out of him, so he tries to speedily walk past her when he spots her talking to Peter Quill down the hall, but Quill intercepts him. "Hey, kiddo. Can I talk to you for a sec?"

Trying not to sigh in relief that Gamora left to attend to other business, Billy nods.

"So, Drax has this thing," says Quill. "He convinced he can turn invisible by standing still, and he's undoubtedly gonna try to fool you with it whenever you're rooming with him."

"Um... okay."

"But we all think it's really funny that he's so convinced--and don't really have the heart to tell him he's clearly visible, so if you could... keep up the charade, that would be great."

Billy takes a deep breath. "Uh, yeah. I'll try my best."

"Sweet," Quill claps him on the back. "Thanks, kid."

Billy enters the room, and tries not to look at Drax standing in the corner. Drax smirks smugly.

Then, Billy freezes. He realizes he's in a predicament. He needs to get into his pajamas, but Drax is right there. But Billy's supposed to be pretending like he's not right there.