"Get on 'bout your business then. Drop a line at the watering holes when yer free."
Some might have thought this was an appropriate time to make threats about welching. Dog didn't subscribe to that school of thought. You gave a body a chance to do right, or make 'em wish they had.
He looked over at Roxie, as a final courtesy. More like, to let the other two know he could hold up his end.
"They square with you?"
Roxie lowered the gun, and gave a thin lipped single nod.
Feel free to start a new Scene, en route/arrival at Chef's house...