"You know, for the record I just get rid of most people like you," she says. "But I like you. You've got a lot of ambition with that little thing. I think I'll take you along for the ride. How would you like to be my tiny toy?"
Wait a second, Mike thinks. What does she mean by "people like you?" And he doesn’t want to be tiny. That’s what he was doing to those girls. In any event, he realizes he’s better off not pushing his luck with this woman of apparently limitless power. But what does that even mean? Will she be more likely to keep him alive if he acts like a fawning slave, or a thoughtful advisor, or a jester who keeps her entertained? He has no idea, but he thinks he has to give her an answer. "Honestly, whatever doesn't get me stepped on is fine by me."
She laughs. She reaches out her hand, and all of a sudden he notices himself being flung towards her, as if she's pulling him with only her thoughts. The experience becomes even more surreal when she starts rapidly growing larger as he flies across the room, and it's only when he lands in the palm of her hand that he realizes she wasn't growing at all. He seems to be about an inch tall.
She closes her hand around him, gripping him softly as she looks down on him with a grin. "Watch this," she says, and then suddenly everything vanishes around them. They seem to have been transported into what looks like a house or apartment somewhere. This girl obviously has amazing powers, and she doesn't seem to want to hurt him, for now at least. It should be a fun ride. But what kind of girl is she?