"My Size?" she asked.
"Yeah. You are a tall human, why don't we change that?" said Roly Poly. "Make ya small so you can explore the old world as something brand new."
"You want to shrink me?" she asked again, incredulous.
"Shrink you, make ya tiny, eeney-weenie, itty bitty. However you like to put it, yes!" he said with a smirk as he dug into his bag. He pulled out a little red velvet pouch with a golden arrow stitched onto it, the arrow pointing down. Above it it said in colorful letters "SHRINKY DINKS"
"Just a pinch and we'll get this thing started." He laughed.
"Wow. This is a lot. But, I trust you for some reason." she admitted.
"Jenny, I promise you'll have the best of times." He nodded. "Shall I?" He said with a pinch of the stuff ready to go.
"Go for it, Mr. Clown." She added with a big intake of breath, ready for anything.
"Call me Roly Poly!" he said as he took it and sprinkled it over her head. Almost immediately, she began to feel strange and watched as the booth she was sitting in began to expand around her, as did her outfit. Her leggings began to sag on her leg, while her flats slid off her reducing feet and fell to the floor with a clatter as her legs hung off the booth seat, swinging a bit. She flapped the sleeves of her shirt as they slid over her hands, and she looked over to the clown.
"How small am I going to get?" she asked as she continued to dwindle.