"I'm sorry, Sharon," Jim tells her. "This must have been an unexpected side effect of the perfume. I may be able to help you, but first I'll need to isolate the chemical in the perfume that caused this and then try to develop an antidote."
"I see," the seven inches tall Sharon says. "And how long is all this likely to take?"
Jim shrugs. "Days, maybe even weeks or months."
Sharon understandably doesn't look too happy. "You idiot, Jim," she says. "Fancy giving me a perfume that you hadn't tested properly first. Well, at least you can help me get dressed. There should be some dolls' clothes hidden away somewhere at the back of the top shelf in that closet over there. It's been over ten years since I was young enough to play with dolls, though, so I hope that the moths haven't eaten them away."
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