[Sam's hands go up almost immediately in defense, but it's clear he's trying to hold back the laughter.]

I'm sorry, I'm sorry I forgot. Look, if it makes you feel better you can hold my coin for the night, all right?

[He reaches back in to his pocket to hold out the dubloon for him. Where did Nathan get such a horrible fear of clowns? Sam can't remember, but it has always been a little amusing.]

We should find a place to camp out before it gets too dark here. You have enough to eat?