Thor had thought this conversation had gone quite well from his standpoint. Quill was an entertaining fellow and good for his ego, which at this point in time needed a much bigger boost than he was letting on to anyone. He felt pleased with himself. Gamora was a strong, fierce warrior who Thor thought would match up well enough with him in terms of getting some training in. And Quill, well, Quill could try to keep up and be decent enough company. His impressions of Thor were endlessly entertaining.
"Of course you will," he said, with a bit of a shit-eating smile on his face. "Of course." As his gaze shifted back to Gamora, the smile turned more genuine. "I must thank you for this Midgardian beverage. I quite like it and will undoubtedly return for more of it and your company." Thor had found her fascinating before, and would like the opportunity to see her more often. Especially since it tended to get a rise out of Quill. "I shall take my leave, but no doubt our paths will cross soon, for coffee and for training." He gave her a respectful nod. "Until then." He then looked at Quill and smirked. "And a good day to you too, Moron."