[ Gamora is (un)fortunate enough to get to listen to the reaction to Peter's instructions, and while she also has no idea what he means by "stay frosty," she at least knows this isn't the time to get him to explain another Terran expression that makes nearly no sense.

She falls into step with Peter towards the back of the building, her hand still resting on Godslayer, ready to draw at a moment's notice (since she's now decidedly lacking in anything ranged). A brief flick of her eyes to him, then forward to the door awaiting them. ]

The rooms themselves are small, including where he has stored his product, so I would not expect more than six. Nine, if they had the sense to barricade more reinforcements.

[ There are two ways in: a front entrance leading to the storerooms themselves, and a back exit that should lead down a short hall and out of the warehouse. If their target tries to escape out the back, the other Guardians should be waiting; if he holds his ground, she and Peter can deal with him in the storeroom itself – and whatever goons he may still have at his disposal. ]

Do you actually want to bet right now?

[ She's clearly skeptical, more than actually interested in a wager. ]