[Rocket shrugs and grunts an affirmative, and then, grateful for Peter's sense of humor about the whole thing, plays off it with his usual sarcasm.]

I don't care where you go that bad dude. It's a precautionary measure in case somebody's gone for a few days without checking back in. If you step out for a drink and get lost in the woods, then we'll flip out on you. And also have a good laugh at your expense, 'cause what kind of idiot gets lost in the woods.

[It's impossible for Rocket to do a nice thing without being a little bit sardonic about it. It's the convenience fee.]