"Wait, really?" she said looking wide-eyed at the suggestion. "That would be AMAZING!"
It was all Roly Poly needed to hear His trusty bag of magical powder was already open, so he reached in and sprinkled some of it's content onto her head and watched as she began to slowly decend downward into her new outfit.
"Shrinking out of my clothing twice in one day." she said with a flap of her sleeves as they slipped over her hands.
"I'll make sure to keep this outfit around," he noted, still chuckling about how he thought she'd have stayed his shoes and threw away her first set of clothes.
She laughed as her legs pulled up off the ground and then up onto the seat as her new shorts plopped downward to the ground, and her shirt began to drown her, so to speak. She climbed out and made an arms motion like she wanted to be lifted up, so the clown obliged and picked her up gingerly between two fingers. She was about seven inches tall now, and he placed her on the table and pointed at his feet and nodded approval.
She ran over, still shrinking as she looked at the towering tootsies and giggled. "Woah!" she said as she felt another spurt of shrinking, bringing her down to four inches tall, then three. It stopped them, but she stared in awe at the massive thing before her.
"So cool!" she squeaked.
The clown then spoke.