Not scissors, but...?

[The accent throws her for a few moment; it's almost too perfect, like something she would see in a movie. Still, she glances down at the dress as she nods before responding.]

I can't count on one hand the number of times I've almost fallen on my face since this weird and annoyingly mandatory clothing change, so yeah, I sure do. If I can at least get rid of part of the skirt, I'll call that good.