"Each of you is 1 foot tall, there are five of you. We're going to have a wrestling competition. Winner of each bout gains 10 inches from the loser. So, after the first match two of you with be 22 inches tall, and two will be two inches tall. Hmm, odd man out has a distinct disadvantage. I guess before the games start I'll order pizza, and a sixth wrestler. That way at the end the winner will be 12 inches plus 50 inches, or 6 feet tall. The losers will be the winner's pets, toys or food, winner's choice. Ryan doesn't Stacy's brother Brad deliver pizza?"
"Yes, Vinnie Cost, 66 Elm Street, I have a coupon, 1 pepperoni and one with everything. Cool. Hey, does Brad still work for you? Cool, he was the fastest at getting over here, the others seemed to get lost."
"Well. I guess, we can pair off Horst and Carter, and Erick and Bobby. Ryan, I'll save you for Brad. After all you're the star quarterback, and Brad's the school wrestling champ. Oh, and think about your prize. Horst what will you do with Carter if you win. Bobby how about Erick, back to your jockstrap? Also, keep in mind that if you lose the next round, the winner gets both of you. In the end, some of you may be eaten, or squashed, or made into toys, or articles of clothing. I don't really have a preference. You're welcome to talk amongst yourselves, screw each other, whatever. The pizza won't be here for another 30 minutes."
A large child's wading pool appeared around the tiny men corralling them.