You decide to shrink yourself to 1 inch tall underneath the table. You remain near the booth to make sure the coast is clear and you do not get stepped on. There are voices all around you and waiters and waitresses walking back and forth. Suddenly you hear the familiar SLAP and see a pair feet in black flip flops headed your way.
"Huh, must've gone to the bathroom," Becky says to herself, setting a water glass down at your table. Her flip flop clad feet then head back to the kitchen. You really want to try shrinking other people with this gun. Looking around the restaurant you see several targets. You could use the gun on the sorority girls sitting at the counter or the blonde girl in the booth next to you. There's also the flirtatious Becky and that pretty young woman, Emma, working in the front. You decide to choose....
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