"A time and place for everything, right?" He sets down the vase, having decided against purchasing it after all. Lex cranes his neck a little to see over the crowds, trying to recall exactly where he had seen someone selling clothes earlier.

When he spots the area in question, he points. "I think I saw a cluster of clothing vendors over there. That might be more of what you are looking for. Unless of course you are remarkably creative with pottery." His tone is light, it seemed like everyone who had arrived recently could use a friendly face.