[ the hand on his arm doesn't go unnoticed, but he also doesn't call attention to it. instead, roy keeps talking, though his tone grows progressively more exasperated as he does. ]

We may need it.

[ because, as they walk, there is definitely a crowd of people heading in the same direction that look as if they're the proposed entertainment. bards, and the like, who are about four drinks deep and ready to sing to the best of their ability. ]

What's the rate of currency, here, again? Gold? [ roy remains useless. ] I'll bet a piece of whatever it is that the young man in the purple hat gets kicked out before the night is through.