As Olive took out her mixing bowl and weighing scales, she struggled to think of anything that she would rather be doing right at that moment, and hoped that her destiny lay in providing sweet temptations for others. As she fell in to a daydream about her culinary future, Olive reached into the cupboard for the flour and started to carefully pour it into the bowl of the weighing scales. Before reaching the required measurement, however, the bag had become empty.
“That's funny”, murmured Olive, “There should have been two pounds of flour exactly, and I'm fifty grams short.” She tipped the contents in to her mixing bowl and began the process of weighing out the flour again, scooping it back on to the weighing apparatus with a large spoon, so as not to spill any. Still the result was the sam
