Russel’s immediate freak out was amusing - or rather, it would have been amusing if he hadn’t let got of the bag. The sudden release made Emil stumble back, but it would have been fine, he could regain his balance… if it wasn’t for the discarded potato gun.

Emil tripped over the stupid thing and fell down with a yelp, the bag landing on top of him. Two oranges and a yam spilled out and hit his face before rolling away on the asphalt. Totally undignified.