[Nightmaren]

He watched the man make his way through the market, searching. He seemed to light up when he saw the stall next to him, and his eyes peeked to the side of his glasses to watch them, without being too noticeable.

The burlap bag caught his interest like a mousehole may catch a cat's. Of course, what wasn't known often bugged people. "A fine day, eh, you too?" He asked from behind his counter, to those next to him. The shopkeeper gave a curt nod, though a faint smile went on his face.
"Business seems to be good enough." He replied simply, glancing to Jack. His eyes seemed to be faintly mocking, though concealed enough that it would have taken someone so interested in expressions and reactions.
"Aah, you see, I haven't gotten a single sale. Perhaps I should just start giving away these things with every purchase." He said, simply knocking at a case of jewels with a light chuckle. His eyes turned to the one with the bag, smiling brightly. "So, what's your name? I'm rather new in this city, see."