Now, to summon the Tent!
Now that we’ve got the photo-recombobulator up and running, it’s time to summon a tent whose grandeur shall do justice to my fabulous circus. I do hope it has a baldachin. What a treat that would be. Now, stand back from your viewing slates; I don’t want anyone crushed when it arrives. Prepare to be amazed.
— POOF! —
Hmm. It’s a bit smaller than what I remembered. Are we having some de-grandification issues with the photo-recombobulator?
… Really? Do you mean to say you mastered that transcendent dimensional trick? Impressive. You’ve really outdone yourself this time. I need to see this for myself. You always… wait… It’s smaller on the inside?
… Well, yes. I suppose that is incredible, but how am I supposed to get in? I can’t be expected to run a circus from out here, can I? And, more importantly, how are they supposed to get in to see the show?
… Definitely not. You know what shrinking them down like that does to their digestive systems, and our sawdust supplies are in a desperate state as it is after that unfortunate incident with the unwishing well.