"Whoops." Shawn jumped up, ready to help and entirely at a loss as to how. Owen looked like he was having a seizure or something. To be fair, it was a lot of pepper. "Um, maybe jumping jacks - no, that's for nosebleeds, uh..."
Shawn ran to the kitchen, scrambling to find a glass. He procured one from the cabinet and quickly filled it with water.
"Drink thi-" Water sloshed over the side of the glass, wetting the floor. Shawn continued forward, slipping and falling rather ungracefully to the ground. The glass flew from his hand, in the direction of one Dr. Owen Harper.