The man glances back over his shoulder at the tow truck, and then raises a hand to his head. "Yeah, uh, the AAA guy said it might take him a while to untangle my bumper from your tree, and I think I may have hit my head a little harder than I thought at first. Do you think I could come in a sit in the AC while he hooks my car up?"
Mary debates telling him No, knowing there's every chance he could discover what's happening to her, but in the end her kindness wins out when she sees him wincing against the bright sunlight reflecting off her front windows. She swings the door the rest of the way open, ushering him inside. "Of course, come in! Here, have a seat on the couch and I'll just..." she rushes awkwardly ahead of him as he closes the door and risks exposing her changed hands to quickly close and pick up the box of vials. "Have a seat and I'll get you a glass of water! Be right back!" she says, hurrying from the room while trying not to trip out of her bunny slippers.
She makes it to her bedroom, leaning her bulk against the door as she ponders what to do next. Gently setting the box of vials on her dresser, she opens it and begins rifling through, looking for a vial that will return her to her normal self. Her hoof-tipped fingers are clumsy, making tinkling sounds as she checks each label. 'Ah HOINK!' she snorts, her hand flying up to cover her snout. She's found it! Carefully extracting the vial with a reverse-arrow UNDO symbol, she quickly uncorks it and tosses it back, the colorless, odorless liquid once again sliding down her throat. Cracking her door open, she calls to the man "I'll just be a moment! I just have to get ... changed!" she stifles the giggling-snorts that threaten to escape as she closes the door once more.
Walking to her closet, Mary discards the robe on her bed and kicks off the slippers, hoping to watch as her body returns to its normal, human form. But as she looks at herself in the mirror, she can't help but gaze in wonder at what half a vial was able to do to her! Her broadened, upturned nose is actually kinda... cute? She turns her head to the side and traces the edge of one pointed ear with tingling, still-fused fingers. Holding her hands out in front of herself, she watches as the dark tips lighten and soften, splitting back into four human digits as she feels her heels lower back to the carpet. Her ears shrink back into her hair as her nose returns to it's previous shape, and Mary heaves a sigh of relief, slightly tinged with a bit of sadness. She might have actually enjoyed exploring the changes if it wasn't for the horrible timing and the man's unfortunate crash!
As the extra bulk melts away, leaving her in her only-slightly-pudgy body, Mary hastily dresses and slips into the kitchen to grab the promised glass of water for her temporary house-guest.