Zack is your bestie westie, and can't help poking fun at your little problem when you drink an offered drink from a witch and shrink. You're about the size of a cricket now, and light as a feather, and honestly very vulnerable and in danger now if he thought about it. But it was fine as long as Zack was around, since he was a big and muscular man. Besides... This was his opportunity to make you see him as something a little cooler than a friend. Maybe even... Make you? It's tempting...