Jack saw the devastation that this one woman had caused, saw all the blood and smoke and he just started laughing. "You are very good at killing people, and I always pay my debts. Well, most of the time." He reached into the back of his belt and pulled out a small pouch, filled to the brim with gold coins. "Here you are, a small payment to start off what I believe shall be a most profitable partnership."

He dropped the pouch onto the table and walked over to the thugs and kicked the body of the one still breathing on the ground, then looked at the last two still standing. "But you were a bit sloppy here. Afterall, can't leave anyone to come after us." 

Quick as a flash his drew his sword and sliced it through the necks of the last two thugs still standing, and as they fell to their knees clutvhing theirs necks, he grabbed the hair of the last living thug lying on the ground, pulled him into a kneeling posture, and cut his head off. When the bodies fell the floor, he wiped his blade clean as well as some droplets of blood that fell on his face and clothes. 

He looked back at Anna and gave a small smirk. "Well, that settles the matter. Now, I shall gather some provisions for our ship, I will purchase the best ingredients I can find and cook you all up a fabulous meal to celebrate a first of what I hope shall be many days to come." With that he started walking out the bar and gave a wave behind him, "I shall see you on the ship as soon as supplies have been purchased. Try not to get into trouble." He walked out with a maniacal laugh, leaving the local patrons gobsmacked at his sheer insanity.