There was a very loud sneeze as an answer.

Shenzi found flour. Or... well, it wasn't as though the hyena knew what flour was, but a cloud of white fills the kitchen. "What?" Shenzi crows, sneezing again and sending another white puff into the air. "What is this?"

Whatever it was, she didn't like. It tasted bland and couldn't possibly be good for anything.

And so, Shenzi tries to backpedal away from the stuff as best as possible, running right into Meg.