The noise has caught the attention of someone else on the other side of the store who had been crouched down investigating an already wrecked display of holographic trading cards. He'd been quietly opening up all the packages and admiring the shiny holograms printed on each one when a crash cut through his concentration.

When he hears that crash, he's more annoyed than anything else. He'd been very busy there, studying these shiny things. Zed reaches for the long hunting knife he'd taken off of someone else who had come staggering out of the Cornucopia and springs to his feet, ready to take on whoever might dare disturb him. "Who's--" The threat dies off quickly when he realizes exactly who's there. "Gritta?"