>"You mean hundreds of feet tall?"
>Chuckle.>"It would be interesting to see. Who knows, it might even put her in an affable mood for once?"
>Laugh lightly>"Haven't they? who knows what else we may find?"
>"Hm. Well, with your latent genius and my knowledge base, it isn't impossible, is it? Follow that line of thought, hun. What do you suggest?"
>"Hmm, worth a try. Not as though they can't be eaten afterward."
>"I suppose there would be little for it but to wait it out..."
>Shrug.>"Then it doesn't. I suppose we'd have to try to combine our knowledge to do something to stop it."
>Have we reached the mansion yet?>If so: "But, I suppose we'll have to consider that later, I should be trying to get to sleep."
>"Just for. For now...well, let's see what happens when you continue to have them? I am curious if the interval changes.">"...Also I am terribly tempted to just throw my futon onto your lap."
>"Well, I suppose so. I wonder if their duration will get longer the more you do it? I guess you're large enough you won't need to move to do your job.">and her another mushroom.>Then let's toss that futon on her lap, and climb on!
>"You'll certainly be able to reach most of them from here, at least. Good night, hon.">Let's see if we can make that sleep business happen.
(welcome back! I was a little worried!)>Look around.>"Miss Doremy Sweet?"
>Look over there!
>Is this figure, or any of the furniture, on scale with us? Or are we still exceptionally large?
>How curious!>"I'm surprised to see you so large. Thank you for coming."