In a hut of an evil witch.
Witch: I see you are desperate. Yes. I will teach you how to make dresses, but this skill will come with a terrible price.
Me: Anything! What is it?!
Witch: You will have to hem them.
Me: That doesn't seem that bad.
Later, at a sewing machine:
Me: That bitch.
[In the distance the witches' cackle carries on the wind.]
[End scene]