Hm, maybe she should have been a little more conscientious of how well the shelves were put back in after the incident on New Year's Eve. This whole mess could have been avoided. Grimacing as if suffering old age, she swept the fallen bags from around her and began getting to her knees.
It was then she heard a panicked voice, and a moment later there was an adorable man standing in front of her, looking worried and offering a hand. Too bad she had no idea what he was saying. Should've paid more attention in Spanish class.
"Thank you," she mumbled and took his hand before hoisting herself up. "I'm fine," she explained with a sheepish smile to his puppy-like expression. "The merchandise just decided to attack," she joked with a chuckle, motioning to the purses on the floor. She had no idea if he understood her, but she hoped he chuckled anyway.