Queen:"Look! My hands! [the Queen's formerly smooth hands grow and turn wrinkled and clawed with long pointed fingernails, a large cyst on her left, as her cloak turns jet black] My voice! [the Queen's voice is no longer deep and smooth at this point, but now rough and witch-like] My voice! [evil cackle] A perfect disguise! [another dark cackle, as the Queen in her complete peddler disguise reveals her whole face, terrifying the raven as he dives into a skull in terror]"
Queen:"And now, a special sort of death... for one so fair. What shall it be... ahhh! [the terrified raven in the skull jumps back, shivering and quaking as he hides behind a desk] A poisoned apple! Sleeping death! Oh ho ho ho. One taste of the poisoned apple, and the victim's eyes will close forever... in the sleeping death! [the hag turns to face the camera, smiling devilishly as it zooms in on her face, before it fades to black]"
