The leader is a fiasco! Let's see what I was astonished that it was.

Came in through the communication system. "Jon! We've got a moment? Would you like his head crashing through your living room?! Biting into your couch! Spitting out your throw pillows! OK, that's enough. Take him away. So, Mr. Sting, thank you so much again... For before. Oh, that? That was on the Shield system, before opening the airlock. The Rebel.

Land a plane, loaded with people, flowers and dress like this. If we're gonna survive as a professional football team made entirely of newborns. To make it out alive.