Hand in Glove
Now, O.L.’s probably as good a seamstress/tailor as lives in our town, so when she told me that the hole worn in my glove was no big deal, I was all ears (except for those parts of me that are either all eyes or all hands). “Sure”, she tells me, “I can make it so you can’t even tell you’ve worn a hole, there.”
So with a little minor wheeling and dealing, we agree on a service to be provided if she can follow through her claim.

Now is a good time to point out that whenever you’re making a deal to be sure to read the fine print, The Devil, as they say, is in the details.
