the flower shop

A man enters a flower shop and decides on some flowers. The florist wraps them up as the man puts his hand into his pocket to find the money to pay for the flowers, but at the same time, suddenly he places a hand over his heart and falls. As he falls the money rolls around on the floor, and the flowers fall with the man, with the money, and the florist stands there as the money rolls, as the flowers ruin, as the man dies. It's obviously all very sad, and she really should do something, this florist, but she doesn't know how to go about it, she doesn't know where to start. There are so many things to do for this dying man, these ruining flowers, and this money, this rolling money that won't stop.