"Why, hello Guy. I see you've been enjoying that new concoction I whipped up..." Mr. Yaun said as he noticed Guy's huge grin and huge proportions. Guy nodded and then caught his reflection in a mirror. Tht large grin became a frown of horror. He was large, perfect, in fact. But if he ever wanted to work out, make love or eat again, he'd have to put the brakes on his growth. Mr. Yaun deducted what Guy was thinking.
"Pleased with the results? Well take these clothes," Mr. Yaun began while producing large enough clothes for Guy to comfortably wear. "and go get dressed in the back while I go fetch the halting concoction."
Guy obediently obeyed Mr. Yaun as he ran in the back room to go put on that muscle shirt, jeans and jock strap (to hold his equipment in his pants) Mr. Yaun went passed Hiro, as if he were invisible and picked out a bottle from a shelf. But then he bumped into Hiro when he turned around.
"Oh! My apologies, young one." Mr Yaun said with a quaint smile. "I had not seen you there. I guess that giant friend of yours was blocking my view."
"Heh, yeah I guess." Hiro awkwardly replied. Hiro remembered what this old man could do with these ointments and potions of his. "Hey can you help me with something? I would like to..."