[relaxing, hypnotic suggestion] "You don't need to worry about the missssing turnipss. Your friend won't mind if you losst two. You can tell them the truth and pay them back.

[happy, after she’d covertly slipped a charm on her minion while convincing them to agree by themselves] “I know! That'ss why I tied it around your wrisst already.”

[overdramatic] "You would dare to ssubdue the mighty Missss Hissss?!"