firm stances are held

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Damian casually hunches over the fuming, defensive Flori who stands tall with her arms crossed.
"When it comes to trouble, do you not think throwing out all this stuff would be worse than reducing it? I spoke to Kevin about it; he's fine with it as long as it sells. sold is better than wasted!"
The last line resonated with Flori, bringing up a memory of a younger Kevin. She is now furious.
"Kevin? Well then, Kevin himself can tell me he is OK with having a mess of a counter. I've worked long enough on the counter to know it won't work. Just another one trying to make yourself sem important..."
Damian steps back. "....what?"
He slumps forward again, look weary.
"Flori... instead of being asked why so much is out on display, you can explain to kevin himself: WHY you didn't notice that so much stuff was ordered in, WHy you didn't do the stock or date checks and THEN why so much of it got thrown out, yeah?"

Flori looks away wordlessly.