[Wolvie! She's shorter now! lemme out! Yer head is startin' ta sweat!]
Logan tilted his hat back, pretending to scratch his head, and Jubilee bailed out. She slid down his head into the back of his shirt.
"Aw, jeez!" she yelped, grabbing the tags on his collar before she got lodged between his shirt and his back. "Thank God he doesn't cut 'em out!"
Logan jumped slightly when he felt her crawling around on his neck.
"Well?!?" Viper yelled. "Answer me you *freak*! What have you done to me?!"
Logan realized that all the people in the restaurant were looking at her. She was shrinking before their very eyes.
One table over, he heard an old couple whispering harshly to each other.
"Didn't he come in here with an *adult*?"
"Tsk. I don't rightly remember Norman, but he's got a child in her mother's evening dress now! The pervert!"
Logan stood up quickly as the waiter came back with a booster seat.
"Ferget it, Bub! We're leaving!" He stepped over and grabbed Viper, tossing her under one arm like a toddler, and ran out of the dining room.
"But! But, I needed to use the lady's room!" Viper saw another couple passing them as they were leaving, and she took advantage of it. "I haveta pee and my daddy won' let me! Waaah! Waaaaaaaah!" The couple gasped, and glared at him. Logan was getting frustrated. This was not going well.
"Sheesh, Wolvie - ditch the b*tch already! We gotta get outta here!" Jubilee was hanging onto a piece of his hair and sitting on his shoulder by now.
"I hear ya, kid." He set Viper down. "Now be a good little girl," his voice was loud and dramatic, for the benefit of the restaurant's other patrons. "And go pottie in that room right there where yer mommy just went, okay sweetheart?" Logan patted the top of her green hair.
Viper narrowed her eyes at him and dragged her purse behind her, gathering up her dress in her hands before she tripped on it. She disappeared into the restroom.
"That's it, Wolvster - now let's get out of here!"
Woverine was nearly down to four feet. He'd have to catch a cab now.
Viper hid in a stall and got on her cell phone to call her hand ninjas. She even had to use her code because she sounded like she was an extra from The Wizard of Oz and they didn't believe it was her. Her clothes finally fell off.
She grabbed the end of the toilet paper roll and wrapped herself in it.
"I'M GONNA BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF HIM THIS TIME!!" was heard from her stall.
The other women washing their hands frowned at each other. Who would teach a child such language?
Suddenly a toddler in what appeared to be a toga ducked out from under the stall and ran out of the restroom.
The women silently agreed that they didn't see anything.