 Anashti l Brat Pack l Sally & Dr. Finklestein
Well... If this didn't quickly become the timid introvert's worst nightmare. Laila watched, eyes widened in horror, as another potion bottle fell off a shelf and onto the poor woman's noggin. She was stumped for a moment, except that when she realized that in her surprise she had side jumped, she apparently knocked her shoulder into the shelf which caused the incident.
Meaning it boiled down to... Being her fault. She was going to get kicked out of here wasn't she? Would they let her buy supplies on her way out? She'd pay for those potions she'd just ruined as well, of course.
But this wasn't the time for any of current thoughts because the other woman, rightfully, seemed very upset. At her. Could she whither away now? "I ... Uh... I am so sorry! I dropped the one potion and then apparently jumped into the shelf which made that one fall and uh uh..." She took a deep breath, a small step away from the other patron. "Are you alright?"
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