The look on Quills face. The confusion, the soaking wet confusion was exactly what he wanted in life. Well, in this moment to say the least. There was a nod as if John was confirming what Quill was working out in his own head.
"Mhm"
Then he was called an asshole, and Johnette broke out laughing. Not that normal laugh he was known for, but something to fit his form now. "Yeah," John commented stepping a little closer leaning in some. "Come now, not that big of an asshole." John attempted to confirm. "More like seventy - thirty split." Shrugging some, John smirked.