Mat takes an elaborate bow, and slings his lute over his shoulder.

"Hey-o, Wilhelm!" He grins as he bends to check his case, plucking up the smattering of coins that had been tossed into it. Not awful. Not awful at all. Enough that he feels that he's contributing to the household. That's a new thing, having to pay for...everything.

"How goes it?"

He knows not everyone's adjusting to the sudden change as well as he is.