I whispered something to the tiny woman before me. The full-size Amanda gasped as she watched her tiny twin's skin turn gold and rigid. A clothed golden-skin statue stood before me, unmoving. She no longer danced for joy at being small. Rather, she was posed and rigid.
I picked up the little statue and looked it over carefully. Amanda came around the table and looked at the tiny form. I examined it from all directions. Amanda asked for it and examined the little statue. "It looks exactly like me." Amanda shifted the clothing out of my view and examined the statue. "This is incredibly detailed."
"You still have doubts in the ring?" I asked her.
"She's not living again, yet. But I am impressed with what it created." Amanda sat the little form of her on the table. "I wouldn't mind being that size, I think. But, first, bring her back to life, okay."
"I wish for her to be living again," I spoke. The golden statue became animated and stretched.
"What happened?" she asked. "She changed positions!"
"You don't recall being a piece of gold?" I asked.
"No," she squeaked. "I didn't notice a thing. Amanda, I love being this size!"
Amanda looked at her double jump in glee at the announcement that she didn't feel any different or realize that she had been inanimate. Apparently, she wouldn't know if she was turned into anything. She wasn't sure how much to trust him, but he didn't seem bent on harming her. He was curious about things and wanted someone to share them with.
The full-sized Amanda whispered a request to Joe.