A small slice, please

So we go into this tiny pizza place yesterday and order a slice because I'm starving. And this midget (little person) walks in and D's eyes just about pop out of his head he's staring so hard, and he says (loudly and pointing), "Little man!" "Yes, yes," I whisper. But he hasn't made his point yet, or perhaps I haven't fully understood, so he says again, louder now, and pointing emphatically, "little man, little man!!" He stops eating his pizza and stares open-mouthed. Then he looked at me again and then back to the patient man waiting for his pizza, "little man, mummy, little man!" Did I mention the size of the pizza joint, that it was smaller than most suburban bathrooms. I smiled apologetically at the man. Then a gangly teen walked in. "BIG MAN!" D yelled joyfully, almost hysterical at the variety of sizes people come in. Let me tell you friends, I don't think I have ever eaten a slice of pizza so fast as I did yesterday.