Those idle men on the street, always love to join wherever there's some commotion.
Hearing the screams and seeing people running out of the shop, their curiosity was piqued. Grabbing one of the people coming out, they asked, "What happened? Why is everyone running out? Is there a fire?"
The people who had run out finally felt they could breathe once they were outside. Shaking off the idle fellows' hands, they took a couple of breaths of the unscented air and said, "No fire, someone is smashing the shop!"
Is there such an entertaining spectacle? The idle men's eyes lit up instantly.
Everyone craned their necks and scrambled towards the shop, crowding at the entrance, half their bodies stretched in to see inside.
