'Samantha! What are you doing in here?!' I asked in a shock.
'Just wanted to see how you enjoyed being a little shorter." She said while rubbing...the ring!
'My ring, you stole it!" Samantha shook her head.
'I didn't steal it, you gave it to me, lover boy.'
I raised my eyebrow at this.
'When I told you to call me, you were so distracted by my looks that you didn't notice that you dropped the ring right into my hand.' Samantha explained.
'So you're the reason I've been getting shorter.' I deduced.
'Indeed, I said to myself that I wished you a little shorter and it worked. I knew you'd come into this restroom too.'
'So now what are you going to do with me?' I asked nervously.
'Well, I think you'd make a good...'