"I am Groot!" he replies, pleased that she thinks so. He's been dancing for long enough that he has to be good at it by now, right? Quill thinks so, but who can trust what he says to be true? If even a stranger can see it, he knows he can believe it. "I am Groot."

Now that the music is slower - and a little quieter - Rocket can hear the two of them over it, no problem. "He says you ain't bad at it yourself," he calls out with a toothy grin. "Might wanna sit down before you fall over, huh?"