The bartender names an amount--it's a biggish sum for a bar tab, likely because Kit agreed to pay for a round of drinks for the folks he was playing against, but nothing that would realistically set him back a full day's pay or anything. Still, it's more than he had on him, and this is a damn embarrassing moment, and as he hangs out near Vandelin's elbow while he and the bartender sort out the bill.

Once it's taken care of, Kit gives the bartender another sullen look, then turns to follow Vandelin out of the Hanged Man and onto the dimly illuminated night time streets of Lowtown. "Tell me how much I owe you, I'll make sure you get it from my strongbox tomorrow," he says, shame making it near impossible for him to make eye contact with Vandelin while they walk in the general direction of Kit's shoddy apartment.