“Holy crap,” Howard said as the gender of the newcomer became apparent, “it’s ‘Attack of the Fifty Foot Woman’ all over again.”
“An inaccurate comparison, for several reasons,” Sheldon interjected, the only member of the quartet able to take his eyes off the rapidly approaching giantess, fixing his gaze on his colleague. “Firstly, it is we who have shrunk, not she that had grown, and secondly, to us, standing an inch tall, her proportional height would be closer to –“
“Not the time, Sheldon!” Leonard yelled, grabbing his friend’s arm as they began running away from feet that could easily flatten them without their owner realising.
And that, Howard told himself as he ran, would be a waste of a perfect opportunity…
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