Can I get this in writing, please?

Well, at least you and the witch see eye to eye. It's just too bad that you don't agree. Taking a deep breath, you decide it's time to call on that 'Introduction to Law' class you took last year. Sure, you didn't do so well in it, but you passed at least.

"Okay, so I have to get some gem for you," you say.

"Yes."

"And what's in it for me?"

"What's in it for you? I just turned you into a rabbit! I made you all of three inches tall! How about not being turned into another animal being in it for you?"

"But I don't trust you."

"I don't trust you. Hence the collar and your, ah, small stature."

"Well, what if I told you I have the Gem of Clingilly-Dingilly or whatever it is?"

Her eyes light up. "You do! Give it here!"

"Ah," you say, crossing your arms before you, suddenly smug. "And what's in it for me?"

She frowns and starts to wiggle her hands at you. You reach into your pocket to pull out your carkeys, complete with their plastic gem keychain, which you hope to use as a decoy into fooling her to remove the collar.

"Not so fast, witchy!" You palm the keys, leaving the red plastic 'gemstone' showing. "Or you'll never get this!"

Your heart sinks as she starts to laugh. "Fool. The gem I seek is bright blue, not red and attached to a set of keys!"

You try to slap your palm to your forehead, but by then, the changes have already started to hit you...

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