You lean over the edge and drink from the bottlecap. The water is cool and refreshing. You splash a little on your face as well as you ask: "How did this happen, anyway?" Molly shrugs her shoulders as she takes a seat at her desk. "How should I know? Your guess is as good as mine." She watches you with great interest. Much more than she usually does anyway. It might just because you're magically an inch tall now, but who knows?
You sit down with your legs crossed, facing her. She puts her arms up on the desk in front of you and rests her chin on her arms. She really is enormous in comparison, it makes you really worried on the inside. But you keep a brave face anyway. "So... no ideas what might have done this at all? You didn't curse at God yesterday or anything?" She asks. Each word she breathes is a torrent of hot air from her throat and smells a little bit like her breakfast. You try and remember if there was anything that was out of the ordinary yesterday...
