"Oh, I recognize that phone, monkey boy," laughed a young man clad only in a Speedo. He grabbed a banana from a nearby bowl of fruit. "Here, Ricky, I'll trade you this banana for that shiny phone," he said waving the banana in front of the frightened shrinking monkey.
Rick's tail curved out as it grew away from his shrinking torso.
Zack's Speedo tented as the monkey cautiously crept toward him. He backed toward the pool house. The monkey set the phone down, and trotted on all fours after Zack into the pool house. The banana lay on the floor, and the monkey ran up and started to devour it peel and all. Zack closed the door and locked it. Then he went to his closet, he knew it was there somewhere. It had belonged to his grandfather.
"Aha!" Zack pulled out the hurdy gurdy. He opened the lid, and pulled out a tiny red vest and tiny fez.
He hung the hurdy gurdy by a strap across his shoulders. He turned the crank, and the music began.
He tossed the vest and fez toward the monkey formerly known as Rick, and said, "Put these on, monkeyboy!"
Rick put on the vest, but it was still too big, and the fez was too small. But as Zack cranked out the music, Rick began to dance. He was caught up by the music. He danced faster and faster in time with the music as Zack cranked faster and faster. As he danced, the monkey shrank to fit his new clothing, as Zack laughed and laughed.