“Shark teeth then?” Doctor Stein’s white-coated bulk leaned over Roy. “Or maybe orangutan?” Doctor Stein gestured towards his own blocky teeth with the dental pick. “No other dentist can give you genuine orangutan teeth.” Roy squirmed. His jaw was chocked open with a rubber wedge and a suction hose dangled from his mouth. He gulped and the suction hose stuck to the inside of his cheek.
“Uh, no fanks. Jus’ a cleaning”, mumbled Roy.
“If that’s how you feel…,” sighed Doctor Stein. “But if the need arises”, the pick dove back into Roy’s mouth, “You know right where to find me.”