I Want My Pants!

What to do when the nice seamstress on Market Hill doesn't give you your pants back? My black corduroys, which required simple hemming, were suppose to be ready on 26 Jan. I went three times last week to pick them up from her stall, and each time she told me, with the sweetest smile, to come back in two days. On Friday she said that she had brought them, but that she had left them in her van (the proprietors can only bring their vehicles into Market Hill to set-up and take-down their stalls). She promised that if I showed up between 10am-4pm today that she would have them. I arrived about ten minutes of 4pm, and she was nowhere to be found. I miss my pants.