It was very easy to get bored doing the same daunting tasks as emperor... and king of the Gods. So, every once and a while he loved to go and explore what the peasant humans were off doing. They were always so much more interesting then normal paperwork. Their passions, their arguments, their values... They had a reason to fight and to keep going. Lady luck's cards did not turn in their favor. That need for money, status, etc. always kept them going. The bustle and hustle of the market was what he was always intrigued by. The yelling amongst everyone as they tried to grab your attention, the way people tossed around the produce they were trying to sell in order to make an aesthetically pleasing display... it was an active environment he felt attracted to. Something today piqued his interest, though. One of the many spice stands, one that usually was under the watchful eye of an older man who looked to be in about his 50s to 60s... was now being maintained by some young person, who was currently cleaning up the display slightly after selling some portions of spice mixes to a customer. Tanguy eyed the stand, and the person for a moment... before he then approached. He never cared about the spice stand before, hell, the market was just a place for him to walk through sometimes... but he felt the need for conversation with the person running the stand now. "... What happened to the man who owned this stand previously?" He questioned you.