The Dentist's Chair

Kat is sitting in the Dentist's chair, waiting for him to finish with another parent. After a few minutes of reading an extremely out-dated People magazine (BRAD AND JEN BROKE UP?) Dr. D finally arrives.

Dr. D: Hi Katherine, how are you today?
Kat: Hi Doctor. I'm well thank-you, and how are you?
Dr. D: Well. So, how is brushing and flossing going?

So many answers run through Kat's head. Most of them are sarcastic and completely rude. "I HAVE TO BRUSH MY TEETH??" being the most obvious sarcastic answer, though "Well, I've been chewing that Whitening gum a lot, so I figured brushing and flossing were unnecessary." and "Oh, it's going alright. I try to get to it when I can fit it in my schedule." are two alternate responses. Kat, however, opts for:

Kat: Good. I brush twice sometimes three times a day, and floss almost regularily (the latter of that sentence being a bold face lie.)

Later on in the visit, Dr. D notices a chip on Kat's front tooth that she was really hoping he wouldn't draw attention to.

Dr. D: Oh, I notice you have a small chip on the side of your left front tooth here. Did you know that was there?
Kat: Yes.
Dr. D: How did that happen?
Kat: Uhhhh....(Kat does not want to explain to the Dentist that she was trying to press a gromet together on a school project she was making because the hammer wasn't closing it all the way. She, being the intelligent person that she is, decided that biting the two sides together would be the best way to go about it. Beyond that, she did not think that using her stronger molars would be the teeth of choice to complete this task, and opted for her front tooth, which promtly chipped because - SURPRISE - teeth aren't strong enough to press metal together. Kat, however, finds an excuse.) Oh, I think it was on a pen or something.