At that moment, two highschool girls had arrived at the counter.

"Ee! I love stores like that, with all sorts of nice-smelling soaps! Which one did you buy?"

"Oh, this apple-scented one," the other girl said, holding up a bar. "They even let me try it. It's just really slippery-- Whoops!"

The soap flew right out of her hand, onto Niko's path. Niko wouldn't fall down but the tray went flying-- with an uncanny accuracy in hitting the target.