Alice calculated...

[chesya]

As she emerged through one of the slieves of her blouse, alice calculated that the sedative part of the shrinking potion must have hit first and she had slumped onto the table. This she thought was fortuitous since her centre of gravity had kept her on the table, she may not have survived the fall or been crushed by the weight of all her clothes...

At first she was relieved that the table was empty, but how could she get down? Should she get down? The person who spiked her drink must be an expert pharmacologist, she had to get down! For whover shrank would surely soon be back to collect her....