Amado was at the bar of the hotel in Havana. He just learned from Pacho that the cartel of Cali agrees with his deal.

He was alone at the counter after the phone call and saw the pianist from earlier. They have eye contact and Amado takes a sip from his glass of rum but spills a bit out of his mouth, embarrassed. He gestures to clean himself a bit

"That wasn't because of you." He starts the conversation while keeping cleaning with a cloth.