Quill: Okay guys! How do I ask Gamora out?
Rocket: Roses are red, violets are blue, you should know my bed has room for two
Quill: Dude! She'll kill me!
Drax: Twinkle, twinkle little star, we can do it in my car
Quill: What? I don't even have a car!
Mantis: Row row row your boat, gently down the stram, merrily merrily merrily, I can make you scream
Quill: I think this one is verging dangerously into serial killer territory
Groot: I am groot
