"For my next trick I'll..." I hesitated before turning back to Officer Butz, who had just dismounted her horse. Since she liked permits so much it was time to see if she had some of her own. "Hold that thought," I commanded the audience. "Do you have a permit officer Butz?"
"A permit for what?" She asked, not impressed with the question.
"A permit for your fine breasts of course," I teased with a smile, knowing it would anger her.
"That's it kid I'm writing you up!" She snapped.
"I take that as a no then," I started to act playful as if this was a part of a show. "Well I'm afraid I'm going to have to confiscate them then," I waved my wand, which I had wished for earlier, towards her.
Officer Butz looked down at her chest and noticed her flat chest and loose bra. "What the hell did you do kid?" The audience laughed in excitement and bewilderment.
"You failed to produce a permit for your breasts so I got rid of them," I explained.
I swear I saw her reach for her taser but then she stopped and took a deep breath as she realized where she was. I'm sure without my audience she would've hit me with it then and there. So for her sake she was lucky they were here. "Fine, how do I get a permit you little twerp..." she gritted through her teeth.
"A permit for breasts? No one gives those out, I mean half the population have them naturally to need to be given a permit is just insane." The audience laughed.
"But you just... grr...!"
"It's okay though, just for you I might have such a permit but first..."