It wasn’t a good thing for Proteus to be wasting Audrey’s flour. It was something that they needed to make money to stay in business. Not that he thought that one bag would hurt the bakery. Everything in the store sold so well but still it was a waste.
Dropping made him feel like crap and what was even worse was Izzy heard him drop it. He didn’t to look like he couldn’t do his job. He was just a bit distracted by the dream from the previous night.
“Oh, yeah. I’m sorry,” he said as he quickly grabbed a broom. Frantically sweeping it up. “I’ll get it cleaned up right away.”