You scream. I scream. We all scream for ice cream. Then we scream again after we drop our ice cream. That's how the old saying goes, right? Or would you call that a song? I'm not sure what it is, but we can all agree it's been stuck in our heads since childhood. This woman is demonstrating the adult reaction to dropping your ice cream. Incredible, quiet sorrow. A child would be screaming and crying. An adult has already died a long time ago.
The best place to drop anything is in the place that you bought it. You can get a free replacement when that happens. It's harder to get a free replacement when you've already left. Then you just look like a liar. "I dropped my ice cream again." / "Sir, we can clearly see you dropping the ice cream out into a bucket out there and then coming in to get more."