Washu stared at the curly hair British man, wracking her mind to try and put an identity to the face. After a few more seconds of staring, she remembered how she knew him, but was still at a loss for a name.
“Your one of Habiki’s colleague, the one that works in the Dadleui galaxy?” She guessed slowly. The man scratched the back of his head and looked around uncomfortably.
“I do work with your son, but I live in the Gleremis galaxy.” He explained with discomfort.
“Meh, close enough,” Washu said while shrugging her shoulders. She met hundreds of thousands of people over the years, how was she supposed to remember every last one of them and where they’re from?
“Yes, well anyway, Habiki called me and told me that you had a little accident with a shrinker and judging by your currant size, he wasn’t kidding.” He chuckled lightly, but when seeing no look of amusement on any ones face, he stopped.
“Habiki felt so bad that he couldn’t help you that he called in a favor and had me come. Size changing technology has always been my forte, so if you give me your shrinker, I can add on a resizing option by the next day.” He took a step forward, but Tenchi blocked his path.
“Before we give you anything, who are you?” Washu had been wondering that too, but admitting that she had no clue about the man’s name would be a tad mortifying even for Washu.
“How rude of me, my name is Jack Constantine.” He outstretched his arm, Tenchi remembered the custom of shaking hands from his studies in school about America so he took the hand and shook it.
“Excuse me for asking, your accent sounds like you are from England, but you said you were from the Glernimis galaxy. So where are you from?” Tenchi asked, trying to get as much information out of the man before entrusting the shrinker in his hands.
“Never heard of this England, everyone on my planet has this accent.” Tenchi looked towards the tiny Washu on his bed, she motion for Tenchi to forget about it and returned her attention to Jack Constantine.
“So you’re saying that you can fix my shrinker by tomorrow?” Washu asked.
“It shouldn’t take any longer.” His eyes fell to Tenchi and then to Washu on his bed. A funny grin came onto his face and he kneeled down next to Washu so only she could hear.
“Of coarse it could take me a week, if you don’t mind strapping down with your handsome gent. I’ve heard of interesting sexual encounters of the smaller rarity.” Washu grinned a little, it seemed that Habiki had also mentioned to Jack about her sexual deviancy. Having a go as a tiny lover with Tenchi would be a blast, but did she really want to stay this size until the end of the week. She looked over at Tenchi and saw the same dilemma running through his mind, he wanted to have some fun, but he didn’t want Washu to suffer.