Kili rose an eyebrow, as he heard Dwalin. "What were you saying, about me loosing?" he asked, looking rather Smug. He had won the bet. Well so did his brother, Fili along with Balin, and a numerous number of Dwarves.

Bilbo rose a slight eyebrow, as he heard Kili. He just shook his head. God help him, if he could survive with the Dwarves. But he smiled a little. He climbed up onto the pony, that was meant for him...it took him a while to climb on there...but he managed to get on. Before holding onto the reigns, as his pony marched along with the others.

Kili gasped, as he heard his god-mother. Pretending to look shocked. "You wouldn't dare, make a bet with one of your God-sons?" he teased her, but he smirked playfully. "Mhh, I might have to think about that one." he said, with his lips pursed. Pretending to look deep in thought.