In spite of Heather's pleading, Bella knows her friend's too unreliable to leave around. "Okay, since we're friends I'll trust you this time. You can have the antidote." She fakes a smile. "Just try to remember: This is serious. Okay?"
Heather takes the vial in shaky hands and opens it, looking as relieved as Jack felt. He, too, thought Bella had been telling the truth about it, so he thinks the threat is almost over when Heather frowns, feeling something's off in the way her two 'friends' watch her lift it to her lips. "Is this... the shrinking potion?"
As soon as she asks it, Heather can tell she's in trouble from the look on Bella's face. "No!" She shrieks, realizing they had decided to silence her after all. She moves fast and pounces on Bella, catching her off-guard and successfully forcing some liquid from the vial into her mouth before her hand is knocked aside, and they start to grapple.
"Shit!" Morgan swears, seeing her client take in some potion and knowing it would start to act soon. "Cindy! We're YELLOW!" She shouts as loud as she can, then thinks fast about what to do with the little man in her fist. Not that she cares about his safety or anything, but she's still on contract and has a reputation to maintain about not damaging the merchandise. Without a safer option on hand, she quickly crams him into her mouth and closes it around him, forced to breathe mostly through her nose as she runs to help her boss subdue the other woman.
Jack experiences a terrible and chaotic next few seconds as he's crammed uncomfortably tight against the tongue and roof of Morgan's mouth, but not tight enough to stop his head banging against her teeth as she jerks around in the fight. Suddenly, some liquid floods between her teeth for an instant and rushes past him, with some getting in his mouth that he immediately spits out. That's the taste of shrinking potion!
Then, to Jack's horror, he begins to feel his prison closing in around him. Morgan's shrinking, and at this rate, he's going to be crushed if he can't get out of here! It's clear the lawyer doesn't want that outcome either, as she's already struggling to spit him out.
Jack is balled up with his hips and feet against Morgan's jaws, and crying out in pain as her tongue, now not much larger than himself, tries to force him past them. At this rate, he'll start breaking bones any second! He struggles to shift his legs out, but only manages to push his head under her tongue into a pool of spit.
That's when he tastes it again, and realizes her spit still tastes like shrinking potion! If he drinks it he'll get even smaller, but it may be his only chance to survive. He has to think fast...!
What happens?