"That's how you do it." He says. "A little coin'll get you anywhere." He says. He's surprised when she hands him one of the meat pies but doesn't argue. "It's the only saving grace of a witcher: our coin spends as well as any man's. Speaking of, this guy I have to get stuff from is gonna haggle and get snippy. Ignore him." She's been sensitive enough to his accounts of how witchers are treated that he cannot help but imagine her making a bit of a scene over someone who wants to make him fight for his goods.