"All right already Hank, measure me." Logan said.

"Hmmm."

"Hmmm what Hank?"

"How tall were you originally?"

"Hank!"

"Okay okay my antagonistic and short tempered little friend--no pun intended. You are 5 foot 3 inches tall, once again. Now before you go bolting out of here, let me gauge your radiation readings to make sure that you are indeed safe enough to be around the general public."

"I ain't lookin' to be hanging around the general public Hank, just my friends."

"Weeeeelllllll...."

SNIKT

"The reading Hank. Am I safe or not?"

"Well with those claws you are certainly not safe my agitated--"

"Your attempt to lighten the situation with humor is appreciated Hank, don't go an' get me wrong, just save it for the kid, okay?"

"Alright Logan, you are back to normal."

"That's all I needed to hear." He turned on his bootheel and bolted out the door.

"But where are you going?"

"To the mall."