[Tate's eyes narrow - because he's not sure if he's being played or if he walked in on some genuinely fucked up scenario all by himself. Possessive streak in him bitterly notes that there's another kid a lot like him in Kavinsky's circle and he's a bit put off, wondering if there's the potential for sub competition staring him in the face right now.]

You know you're better off paying your debts ahead of time, right?

[Advice nobody asked for - Tate looks away, rubbing at his face. Whatever.]

If you're bullshitting me, I'm gonna come back and find you. Otherwise, enjoy your shit.