“Thanks, Amanda. Send him in.”
Wilson’s jaw dropped when a bizarre creature entered his exam room. The thing had four arms and four legs, along with five eyes, a gaping hole for a nose, and a giant mouth. “Don’t hurt me!” Wilson cried.
“I mean you no harm,” the creature calmly replied. “I am from Pluto, requesting a dental cleaning.”
Wilson threw caution to the wind. “Sit down and open wide.” The creature did so. Wilson gulped when he gazed upon rows of two-inch, razor sharp fangs.
“Amanda? Time for some heavy artillery.”