"Alright. I'll go look into that. You keep stopping people from picking poisoned produce." He feels bad though. Stopping the market might be cutting off someone's daily meal, but better to starve and live one day than miss living at all.

"When there are real people like that, they suck." C'mon, there's even honor among thieves. Someone this bored wasn't honorable at all. Anyway, off he headed to hopefully find someone in charge of this. It's gotta be a committee or some organization running this, right?