Shrieky digs into his pocket to retrieve the two shekels before sitting down (as experience has taught him that sitting completely changes how accessible his pockets become), and pushes them across the table towards the woman.

"Thank you." He smiles widely, and glances down to inspect the cards. He's not entirely certain what it is she wants him to do with them, but she's clearly pushed them towards him, and he's almost certainly supposed to do something. He takes the top card and turns it over in his hands, looking at the image emblazoned across it.