The Hammetts were shown into the dentist's office, where Mr. Hammett made it clear he was in a big hurry.

"No expensive extras, Doctor," he ordered. "No gas or needles or any of that fancy stuff. Just pull the tooth and get it over with."

"I wish more of my patients were as stoic as you, " said the dentist admiringly. "Now, which tooth is it?"

Mr. Hammett turned to his wife...
. . . ."Show him your tooth, Honey."