"Don't you start with that," Patricia warned Kitti with a shake of her finger. Having unfortunately missed the wonderful result of her 'glass on the chair' trick, she was in a thoughtful mood following her thorough thrashing just a little while ago. At least she'd gotten cleaned up, though, and found a band-aid for her nose. "This isn't the time or the place for that kind of trick. Too much attention on us. We'll play things cool for now, alright? I've got some cash handy."<br/><br/>Thankfully they didn't need much. They each traveled with a bag of clothes and a bedroll, as well as some basic food supplies. At the moment those supplies needed some replenishing, so she handed Kitti a handful of crumpled notes from one of her pants pockets. "Go get us some food that'll last, and something sweet as a snack. I'm absolutely famished." Then she ruffled his hair in a way she knew made him want to punch something - preferably her - and turned to make her way towards the bar she'd been planning on spending her night in before the whole Yin commotion. "I'll be waiting in there with a tall glass of something cold."