"I'm happy to work it off," you tell the old woman, thinking you might sweep the front porch or take her garbage cans down to the street. "Whatever you think is fair."
"Well, wages in this town are a dollar a day," she begins. You didn't realize the local economy had gotten so bad. "But cuz I like yer hat...
It is very flattering.
"I'll only make you do one chore. Now, you better at scrubbing floors, choppin' wood, washin' clothes, or muckin' out barns? Pick one and get 'er done by daylight."