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You said you had some work for me?
I do. It's a little unconventional.
Like self-mutilation at an art show unconventional?
It's a private family thing.
They want you to play the tooth fairy.
Whoa! What are you, some kind of gargoyle?
I can smell the whiskey from here.
It's my eau de toilette. It's oaky.
Fifty bucks and I don't tell my mom.
What are you, insane?
Fine. FIne. I can play by those rules. You wanna play? There. You wanna play? Now I smell like nothing but pinceones and wintergreen
And now it's your word against mine and you're a sullen teenager and I'm a professional liar.
So why don't you be a doll and let me inside?
The tooth fairy?
Hello.
You smell like pinecones and you're a man.
That's because I come from the magical forest where everybody smells like pinecones and little boys can be whatever they want, from a burly fireman to a flying fairy like me.
Cool.
Shoot - my tooth!
Oh, you don't have to --
Here you go.
Do you think this magical fairy could humbly request a plastic bag?
Sure. We have a bunch downstairs.
Here you go!
Ahhhh. Now, I believe I have a present for you.
Let me just peek into my magical fairy sac.
Whoopsie!
Five bucks! Thanks Mr. Tooth Fairy!
Uhh, no problem.