Gwen quickens her pace a little, watching the woman pick up a insane amount of vinegar bottles that would more likely cause a cooking emergency rather than divert one, and almost has to run to keep up with her as she elbows her way through the long line.
"Vinegar Council Representative" is utterly ridiculous enough to throw her off, but poor Gwen's red flags never did rise at quite the right time, and by the time she has elbowed her own way through the crowd, the poor baggage boy is standing in a puddle of vinegar, and the woman is staring at him with a dumbfounded look on her face.
Taking the lull of shock in the crowd to her advantage, Gwen leaps forward and grabs the woman by the arm, rather more roughly than intended, and pulls her away from the bag boy, whose shock is beginning to transform into anger.
"Oi!" Gwen shouts at the woman, barely registering that the woman could probably break Gwen like a toothpick, if she so desired. "What did you do that for?"
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"Vinegar Council Representative" is utterly ridiculous enough to throw her off, but poor Gwen's red flags never did rise at quite the right time, and by the time she has elbowed her own way through the crowd, the poor baggage boy is standing in a puddle of vinegar, and the woman is staring at him with a dumbfounded look on her face.
Taking the lull of shock in the crowd to her advantage, Gwen leaps forward and grabs the woman by the arm, rather more roughly than intended, and pulls her away from the bag boy, whose shock is beginning to transform into anger.
"Oi!" Gwen shouts at the woman, barely registering that the woman could probably break Gwen like a toothpick, if she so desired. "What did you do that for?"