[Sanji takes the time to pull out and examine the odd bread here and there before putting it back in its proper place. His senses are discerning and quick, and so they clear about half the aisle at a reasonable pace.]

If something's weird, it's either new or expired. [That's to say, it can be a good or bad thing, depending. He straightens from a crouch after putting away a package from the lowest shelf.] But I do. Every step counts; I prefer to make as much as I can from scratch.