Dr. NoSleep (host)

In fact, the squat man looks like a regular bloke that Skinny Pip and Big Man would see every day.

"'This business of Dorchester's,' the old woman says, "'turning the figurine over and over in her hands.

"'I am sure he has filled you in.

"'So please, gentlemen, enlighten me.'

"'Big Man clears his throat.'

Mr. Dorchester would like you to cease all hostilities toward him and his outfit.

In exchange, he will allow you to conduct trade from your home here."

Big Man looks about the flat, frowning with disdain.

He also says that there will be no percentage taken.

Mr. Dorchester believes that this is a fair agreement for all, so that business may be conducted in a peaceful manner.

The old woman cackles so loudly that the figurines on the shelf shake and rattle.

Big Man begins to respond, but stops and coughs, putting a huge fist to his lips to keep the spittle from flying.

Skinny Pip eyes him with concern.

Oh dear, that doesn't sound good, the old woman says.

That doesn't sound peaceful.

Before Skinny Pip can say anything, he coughs as well.

In seconds, the two men are out of their seats and on all fours, their chests heaving as their lungs struggle to take in air.

Skinny Pip falls onto his face, his arms coming out from under him all of a sudden.

Same with Big Man.

The partners look into each other's eyes, both stunned as they watch each other shrink, shrink, shrink, until they are barely the size of the teacups they had just drank from.