Tiffany could only blink at the boy's response. He didn't seem upset or freaked out or anything. "U-Umm..." she stammered, absentmindedly putting the gold pieces away. "Y-Yea. I'll be more careful". Technically this wasn't her fault, but she wasn't about to explain to this guy how her cat spilled glow potion onto her head. "Thank you for your patronage! We hope to see you again!"

In the back of her mind, she was panicking over the accident in the storage room. That was a whole week's worth of product that shattered into glass and puddles. She very visibly shivered at the thought of what kind of punishment Venelope would give her when she got home. All she knew is that it was going to be bad.