Jack, for his part, could not have been doing better. He was doing so well it was almost absurd, there was exactly zero point in stealing anymore. He'd gathered up so much money he literally had no idea what to do with it, so he began spending. All kinds of food, drinks both alcoholic and not, numerous trinkets, some actual jewelry, anything he could get his hands on, like a man going shopping at the very last day of a trip and trying to get a present for every single member of an extended family. And then he spread these acquistions around, trading them for other things which he then sold or gifted to whoever asked, a whole lot of impoverished people included. By the time he was out of stuff he'd bought, he had a decent chunk of change again. It was all so pointless it was as if he was just wasting time till the festival actually started.