As you reach the top of the stairs and push away the large heavy metal doors that lead to the rooftop, you first notice a clanking sound, as if two glasses were being bumped against each other. You take a step onto the roof and close the door behind you before noticing a large table in the distance and dozens of crumpled pieces of parchment strewn about the ground. As the moonlight shines upon the table, you see twenty different bottles, each containing a unique brightly jewel-toned potion, and a light smoke emanating from that general direction. But the glass bottles remain still and unmoving and don't explain the clanking noise you continue to hear.

Then from somewhere behind you, malicious laughter ensues, causing you to turn around and find yourself staring at a odd looking man in a white dentist's coat standing in front of a burgandy colored dental chair, holding two vials of a colorless gas in each hand. Aha! You've found the source of the clanking noise! But that knowledge does little to give you any sense of calm as this man clearly does not have the best of intentions.

Before you get a chance to speak, he tosses a vial at the ground near your feet and you begin to smell a sweet fragrance and taste in your mouth. You start to feel a bit disoriented with time and space, while your anxiety level drops and your body feels ever so slightly tingly. Your eyes close and you enter a dream-like state, only to awaken moments later strapped by the wrists in the dental chair, looking up at this man with very few teeth in his mouth but plenty of single teeth and your wand on the tray table beside the chair and a pair of tooth extraction forceps in his hand. Think quick or you just might lose your teeth like the rest!

Lexi stepped onto the rooftop, feeling as if she'd really accomplished something by being on the top level of the hospital. Well, this wasn't even the top level, though, was it? This was above the top level! Wow. Now Lexi realllly felt smart! Lexi turned around and squeezed Paulie's hand. "We did it, Paulie!" she exclaimed. It seemed like a little tradition of Lexi's to squeeze his hand and squeal in delight as the two of them entered each level of the hospital. Not wanted to break tradition, Lexi let out a small squeal and finished it off with a hug for Paul. "Paulie, I'm really sorry I jumped on your back down there. No harm intended, 'kay?"

As soon as Lexi was finished with her little apology, she took a good, long look around the rooftop. It wasn't very neat up here. There were pieces of parchment strewn throughout the place, and about twenty or so different bottles of what appeared to be potions were lined up along a table. "Whoa," Lexi whispered aloud. "Paulie, what do you suppose is going on here? I...I wasn't so great with Potions in school...were you?"

Lexi jumped when she heard the sound of sudden laughter. She whirled around to see a rather odd looking man indeed. Lexi instinctively took two steps backwards, bumping into Paul along the way. "Oops, sorry, Paulie," she said, looking back and forth between her boyfriend and the mad-scientist of a dentist. Lexi opened her mouth to speak, but before anything could come out, the man had tossed a vial of liquid at her feet, causing Lexi to immediately become disoriented. She started to sway, and the world around her began to spin.

A short time later, Lexi awoke and found herself strapped to a dental chair, looking up at the odd man only to see that he appeared to intend on yanking each and every tooth from her head. Her eyes widened in fear, and she opened her mouth to yell. "PAULIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

Paul was almost as giddy as a school boy as he walked up to the roof, grinning the whole walk up as he followed Lexi up to the roof. "We did it Lexi!" he cried with excitement, his voice getting a tad high pitched and squeaky. He cleared his throat and blushed. "I mean, erm...good job. And don't worry about it...we just needed to get that cup. I would have done the same thing--if I were a woman, I mean."

He shook his head, embarrassed at his childish rambling when he saw the area that they had just entered. Whoa...were roofs supposed to look like that? He blinked, and then heard that manical laughter. Just when he had been about to pull Lexi in front of him, he caught sight of what had to be a mad scientist fellow, who was missing a few teeth and looking at them like they were his supper. Opening his mouth to yell and tell Lexi to run, the scientist had thrown a vial at his feet and the world started spinning.

Trying to walk forwards but instead nearly falling to his right, he held his arms out in front of him like a blind man trying to find his way. He felt someone grab his wrists as the world around him became even more fuzzy and he nearly passed out. He felt himself being forced into a chair as things slowly came back into focus, and he felt like he had been asleep for a long time. Hadn't it only been a few minutes? Maybe it was a few hours. Either way, his whole body ached, like he had just woken up from a very refreshing nap.

He looked around and tried to move, but he couldn't. His arms were strapped to the chair. Panicking slightly, he sat up and took in all the potions and the fact that Lexi was in a chair right next to him. Well, at least if he was going to die now it would be with the woman he had come closest to loving in a really long time.

"Lexi, wha--" he started before he caught sight of the mad man again, standing in front of them like some demented dentist. He was holding some medieval looking weapon in his hands, and it didn't take long for Paul to figure out what that metal thing was supposed to do. True, he had a very dazzling smile despite the little gap between his front teeth (which he had always found rather charming anyways) but he was NOT giving any of them to this psychopath.

"Lexi, it's ok, I'm here!" he exclaimed, figuring his voice would at least comfort her a bit. "You!" he cried, looking at the scientist man again. "Explain yourself! Why have you strapped us to these chairs? I demand an explaination right now!" he yelled.

After the hearty battle for tea cup at the fifth floor, Yuuri found himself making his way up the roof top of the building. He used his remaning force to thrw open the door that was standing in his way towards what he knows was victory for him. He was welcomed by a very cold wind with the very beautiful night sky eluminated by the bright big moon. He then walked and closed the door behind him. As he accustomd himself to the dim moonlight he Heard clacking sounds as if people are cheering vigorously. He spotted bottles of precious colours in them. He turned around and see, two ladies tied on a chair and a man on the dentist-like clothing and holding a forcep.

As he was about to approach them the man turned around and was in act will throw a bottle at him he dodge it and tried to back away from the man. Again something was not right in here. As far as his experiences in this hospital he was not threatened like this. But now he was hunted down by a lunatic. "Hey ladies what's happening here? Can you please shed some light." Yuuri said as he dodged again another blow of the dentist. He pointed his wand to the man and threatened him to blast him. He was not ood at attackng people due to his friendly upbringing but now this is serious.

Lexi nodded...or at least tried to...as Paul spoke to her. She knew that somehow, sooner or later, he'd get them out of this mess they were in. She trusted him enough to believe that. The thing was, she just didn't know what they would have to do in the meantime. Lexi stared at Paul, not taking her eyes off her boyfriend, until he began to speak. Only then did her eyes travel over towards the mad dentist. "Paulie's right!" Lexi exclaimed. "Let us go---now! I'm not sure who you are, or who you think we are, but...well, who are you?!?!"

Lexi turned her head and looked on as a man entered the rooftop...

Lexi was frightened, but she wasn't so frightened that she couldn't address the man who'd just entered. "Ladies? I'm the only lady here!" Lexi remarked. "Paul's no lady---he's a lady's MAN! He's my lady's man at that..." Lexi then politely smiled at the man, letting him know that even though her words sounded rude, she wasn't trying to be rude. She was just frightened and her feelings were coming out in her words.

Amon stumbled up to the roof. He looked around, trying to locate the source. He had pocketed his wand some time earlier, and now he could get to hunting for the cause. There was nowhere left to go, it had to be up here. He turned around and looked at the manic man. Colourless gas didn't seem like a good thing.

Amon's quick reflexes drew out his gas mask. He was about to put it on, when everything became rather distant and blurry. He collapsed to the floor.

He woke a short while later, very aware that he was attached to a chair. His eyes widened. A dentist's chair. He looked at the rather freaky man. "Unhand me you reckless man. And where have you put my gas mask, it is rather expensive you know. I got it from a surveillance unit out in the Gulf of Mexico."

Quite pleased by the success of his plan, the man in the white dentist's coat, whose gold name tag read: Henreich Fauxsane, D.D.S., was nearly giddy. Of course, it was also entirely possible that his giddiness was the result of over-exposure to the potion that he used to subdue those who ventured into his workspace on the roof. But no matter!

As the woman opened her mouth to yell out what he could only assume was the other gentleman's name, Dr. Fauxsane got a wide shot of her pearly whites and grinned ecstatically. More teeth to add to his collection. Surely, this batch of teeth would help him solve the puzzle!

He turned his head, forceps still in hand, to reply, "Opening your mouth so wide is dangerous, young lady. You could dislocate your jaw, and while that would make removing your teeth easier for me, it would be even more unpleasant for you. We don't want that, do we?" Dr. Fauxsane enjoyed talking to his 'patients.' He didn't often have people to talk with, what with everyone always being frightened of him.

Dr. Fauxsane turned his attention from the woman to the man and approached with his forceps. Upon making eye contact with the subject/patient in his chair, Dr. Fauxsane experienced a moment of - was that sympathy? No. Definitely not. It was more like a feeling of being impressed by the young man's gumption - demanding an explanation when in such a dire position certainly took courage. And so the man would grant him his wish.

"An explanation you seek? I have strapped you to these chairs because I need your cooperation for my research. I have spent years on this subject and could never gather enough information to draw any substantial conclusions. But not anymore. Now I will have all the subjects I need to determine the cause and the cure!" Dr. Fauxsane laughed rather maniacally at his own geniusness.

Dr. Fauxsane left the side of the first male victim patient to toss a vial of potion at another. While strapping the man into the chair, he noticed that the man appeared to be hallucinating or dreaming. He seemed to think he was still battling, waving his arm around as if he still was in possession of his wand and speaking out loud to two women, even though there was clearly only one present. Perhaps the previous floors had messed this one up?

Once the man was strapped in and couldn't budge, Dr. Fauxsane hummed to himself as he organized his instruments on the tray table beside the third chair, keeping the gentleman's wand as far away from the hallucinating lunatic as possible.

OOC: Please do not RP for my character. Since you have done so by saying that my character has thrown another bottle and are not following the prompts set forth by me, I've RPed the scene as I see fit.

Dr. Fauxsane heard the woman's voice again and approached her chair slowly. She wanted to know who he was?! Goodie! No one ever bothered to get to know him or his thoughts. This would be fun!

In a calm voice, barely above a whisper, "My name is Dr. Fauxsane and I am the resident dentist here at St. Mungo's. I've been working here for 27 years, trying to alleviate the residents of their dental decay and instill pristine oral hygeine instructions in each of my patients. But still, they keep coming in with decay. Teeth rotting out of their faces! They don't listen. They say they brush their teeth twice a day, but I don't believe them! They say they don't eat much candy, but I know they do! Probably stuffing their pockets and faces with Honeydukes treats! Those shopkeepers should be ashamed of themselves! And does anyone bother to floss?! NO! No one care about their gums! I'm tired of it!"

Realizing the increase in the volume and tone in his voice, Fauxsane returned to his calm, soothing voice and continued, "And that, my dear, was my motivation for this research project."

Dr. Fauxsane laughed more maliciously than ever, "Unhand you now? After I've gone through all this work to lure you up here and strap you into my chair? You must be mad! Certainly would qualify for a place here in Mungo's, if you keep up that attitude! As for your gas mask, it is in a safe place. Maybe I'll give it back to you if you play nicely. And if you agree to get me one for myself. It is a rather nice mask, after all."

As Lexi asked her question to the mad dentist, she lifted her head slightly, as much as the chair she was tied in would allow, and read the man's name tag. Henreich Fauxsane, D.D.S. She narrowed her eyes, trying her hardest to pronounce each name, but she was unsure of herself no matter what she came up with. So instead of attempting the name aloud, Lexi decided instead to just stare at the man, trying to figure out just why he was so unusually giddy---even for an insane person. Could it have something to do with the potion bottles lined up nearby?

When Lexi heard the man begin to speak to her about opening her mouth in such a manner, she promptly shut her mouth and stared at the man in horror, a little startled that he was speaking directly to her. She made a mental note to herself to keep her mouth shut as much as possible until she could get herself out of the current predicament. Lexi shook her head, agreeing with the man that dislocating her jaw was definitely not on her life of "must-do's" today.

"W-w-well, hello, Dr. Fauxsane," Lexi stuttered, still a little nervous. "It's, erm, really a joy to meet you, sir. It sounds like you work really hard to ensure that the patients here keep their teeth in wonderful condition. I'm sorry to hear that their own personal efforts aren't living up to your expectations." Lexi swallowed nervously and considered what the dentist was planning on doing to her. "I really wish you well in your experiement, but I must ask you to release me...and my boyfriend. I'm quite fond of him, you see...and his teeth for that matter. Why don't you tell us a little more about your experiment and what you plan to do. I'd like to see if there's a way for us to help you without donating our teeth."

Paul wrinkled his eyebrows in confusion. It seemed that if he talked to the man calmly, he MIGHT be able to get somewhere with him. Relaxing a bit at the knowledge that his teeth were not being ripped out this second, he sighed. "What exactly are you trying to research, Dr. Fauxsane?" he asked, looking at Lexi to make sure she was ok and not freaking out on him or anything. "Like you said, if the patients are not being obidenant and brushing three times a day--which, I assure you I do all the time--how you can stop their teeth from decaying? You'd have to be monitoring them all hours of the day and somehow intervene with their daily routines!"

He glanced at the newcomers on the roof, including one who seemed to be hallucinating quite badly. Poor fellow. He glanced back at the doctor again. "Isn't there some way you can research without taking OUR teeth? We haven't done anything bad to our teeth--why not rip out the rotting ones from your patients and work with those?"

"What do you mean? You didn't lure me here," Amon's forehead crumpled as he thought for a moment. "No way. You released the gas, that contaminated the hospital. And you made us come searching for the cure. All so you can pull out my perfect teeth? Sounds a bit deluded if you ask me." He would've shrugged had his restraints allowed it. "I will agree to get you one. If you let me go from here. I do not like being tied up. I do not negotiate while under these conditions."

As Paul sat in his chair, still trying to find a weak spot in the straps that were currently holding him into his chair, his ears tuned into the conversation next to him. His brain started working again and he stopped struggling.

"Wait...is it you causing all the weird behavior in the hospital?" he asked quietly. "I mean, not that I'm accusing you or anything but...are you possibly using your potions to make the hospital staff become a bit--incompetent, and then waiting until a few sane people make it up here to try and investigate what happened and then take their teeth for your research?" he asked. Yes, it was a bit out there, but if it was true--that man had to be stopped!

Lexi, who'd been talking to the dentist, turned her head as Paulie and another man began to speak. She listened carefully to what they had to say and then turned back towards the dentist with a shocked expression. "You're causing all this chaos?!?" she exclaimed. "But...but...sir, there's bound to a better way to go about this experiment rather than the way you're going about it! Please let us all go, and we'll help you find a better way!" Lexi looked around the rooftop, her eyes resting on the potions while the wheels in her head began to turn. "Why don't you tell us exactly what those potions are and how they're being used? Please..." It was a long shot, but maybe if she and the others could better understand what the dentist had done and what he had in mind, they could better assist him in finding a better, safer way to experiment.

Yuuri closed his eyes and was in a deep trans. When he opened his eyes he saw a very blinding light. He thought what he encountered was only a dream but as he's eyes became acccustomed to the light he saw the man he thought was chasing after him. he tried to shake his heaache away and treid to stand up but cannot move. He then realized he was strapped to a chair and was not able to escape only by some help with other person!

"HEEELLLLLPPPPP!!!!" Is any body out there, somebody?" Yuuri yelled at the top of his lungs.


He then turned his head to his captor. "Who are you and what are you trying to do with me?" Exclaimed Yuuri at a very scared but harsh voice.

He then silenced himself for a moment and camed down. He then faced his captor and said in a calmly manner. "Sir, may I be frank with you but we set up in the wrong foot. I am Yuuri your new assistant." He sighed and continued to talk " I was sent here to help you sir. Is there something you wish or me to do? But first can you please untie me? Please?" Said Yuuri in a puppy face manner.

Finally! Someone who understood him and recognized all of his efforts! Everyone always thinks that he doesn't matter because he's a dentist and not a healer. As if he's a second-class citizen in Mungo's! Sigh.

When the girl asked to be released, Fauxsane snapped back from his mental anguish to the situation at hand and replied, "I'm afraid I can't release you, not yet anyway. You claim you want to help me without donating your teeth, but you could just be saying that to get yourself released. So, I'll tell you about my experiment while you're in the chair and then we'll reassess the situation."

Dr. Fauxsane was just about to explain to the girl his research when the fella she was with starting talking to. After hearing what the young man had to say, Fauxsane decided to address them both at once...

Dr. Fauxsane began at the beginning, which is as good a place as any to begin, "You see, I've begun working on a series of potions that could change wizarding world healthcare forever! If I could just figure out how to make them work... and I'm so close! But I haven't quite gotten it one hundred percent right. My goal is to develop a set of substances that will cure tooth decay by regenerating natural tooth structure, instantly heal swollen and red gums that are diseased, and prevent both of these things from happening again in the future! It is a win-win for everyone! I'd be improving everyone's health. I'd make a heaping pile of galleons and I could retire peacefully in the country..." Dr. Fauxsane sighed contentedly at the thought.

When the young man asked if he could do his research without taking their teeth and offering up the patients instead, Dr. Fauxsane laughed rather oddly and explained, "Ah, I like this boy. You would offer up others in your place. Very self-serving. I can relate to that. But, you see, I've already used up all the teeth of the patients here in the process of my research. I initially tried my potions in the mouths of my patients without removing the teeth... but that ended very horribly. Very very horribly. So, I decided I would never take that approach again until I was sure the potions worked outside the mouth. So I began extracting only those teeth of the patients whose teeth were unsaveable - so decayed that no amount of effort could make them function properly without causing future problems. But there just weren't enough teeth... so I began extracting any tooth I saw with even the slightest bit of decay. I justified it by saying that these people would just continue to eat sugar and not brush and eventually they would need to be taken out, so why not now? That increased my tooth stores and allowed me to experiment for quite some time, and now I am so close but I've run out of decayed teeth of the patients here. I can't stop now when I'm so close to the answer!"

Dr. Fauxsane reached into his white coat pocket and pulled out a yellowed piece of paper. As he lifted the folded paper, a glint of silver showed briefly before dropping heavily into his pocket once more. He read over the paper fondly, back in his own world for a bit.

Dr. Fauxsane's face broke slowly into a twisted grin, "Ah, but I did lure you here. Yes, it was me who released the gas that contaminated the hospital; me who lured you to my workspace in hopes of finding a cure; and it is me who knows how to fix all of those helpless people on the floors below us." Dr. Fauxsane tapped his hand over his pocket before adding disgustedly, "I didn't do all this just to yank all your teeth for no reason! I'm not that sadistic! I have a purpose. One that will help all of wizardkind." Fauxsane may have been twisted, but he was being honest in his statement. He believed in what he spoke and his intentions were good. It was his mantra that 'the ends justify the means' that had gotten him potentially into some trouble.

Dr. Fauxsane nodded slowly. As clever as his plan was (a fact of which he was rather proud), hearing it said back and talking to these nice people made him start to feel a bit guilty. "I admit it. I am the one responsible for the events of today. I needed more test subjects. I needed to get ahold of more teeth to test out my potions. Just think, you're contributing to science and to the improvement of the wizarding world!" Surely, they'd want to be altruistic and help others? Well, maybe not this one. He wanted to offer up all the other patients as bait instead of himself. Perhaps his dental decay had crept deeper into his personality...

Dr. Fauxsane was startled by the young woman's outburst. Women can be SO emotional. Rolling his eyes, Fauxsane exclaimed back, "A better way?! What better way!? Don't you think I considered other things before having to resort to such desperate measures!? If you can suggest a better way, I may just consider letting you out of that chair."

Fauxsane sighed, "Well, I already explained to you the goal of my research. Most of those potions are failed attempts. I keep record of them so I know what not to do. Some are my latest batch that I am in the process of testing right now. Others are key ingredients for my potions, should I need to try again..." Fauxsane hoped he wouldn't need to try again. Surely, this batch would be the one!

He asked the girl, "Do you have any cavities?" If she did and she let him take it out of her mouth, he could show her exactly what he was trying to do. Maybe once they saw it, they'd be convinced of its value and want to help him!

Fauxsane rubbed his temples and yelled back, "Oh, would you SHUT UP!?! No one can hear you up here!" Once the man started asking questions in a quieter voice, he explained, "My name is Dr. Henriech Fauxsane and I am the resident dentist here at St. Mungo's. As for what I am trying to do with you... well, I'm trying to see if you have any cavities in your teeth... and make you a part of medical history!" Maybe if he put a more pleasant spin on it, he'd be more cooperative?

But all of a sudden the man started acting strangely, "An assistant? How could you agree to be my assistant when you don't even know what you'd be assisting with?! Have you no questions? No concerns? And how do I know you'd even be helpful? I've gotten rather far on my own without the help of an assistant. Do you plan on proving your value? I'm not untying you until I get what I want."

"But my teeth will not be able to help you," Amon smiled, showing off his perfect teeth, "I got my teeth straightened off of the muggle government. Their taxes pay for the best dentists." He smiled normally again, "Please help them. I am sure they would gladly help you in your research without you having to resort to such activities."

Paul thought over the situation in his head before speaking quickly. "Unfortunately, Dr. Fauxsane, I don't have any cavities," he told the doctor. This was a completely true fact--how could he be handsome if he had gross teeth? He had always valued oral hygiene and therefore had never gotten a cavity in his whole life. "You can even look in my mouth if you don't believe me. So I'm afraid there is no real way that my teeth can help you. However, if you let me out of here..." he began, squirming a bit in his seat. "I promise that I won't run away. Perhaps I can contribute to your potions some other way." he suggested.

"Oh, and my girlfriend too," he added, nodding in the direction of Lexi. "If you let me go, could you let her go too, please? I promise she won't run away either." he said.

She honestly didn't think she would ever get off that floor with that blasted cup. She took the stairs two at a time. She was almost out of this crazy place. She opened the door and looked around. This floor didn't seem so bad, before she could venture into the floor to see what was going on her eyelids closed without her permission.

She slowly blinked and tried to roll over to go back to the blissful sleep that she was having, but she couldn't move. She yanked om her restraints and panicked. "Help me!" She shrieked. This was the stuff of nightmares. Sh e looked up at the man who was standing over her. "Are you going to turn me into a crup or something?" She asked with tears in her eyes.

She looked over and saw that others were being held down to chairs like she was. She wanted to cry in relief when she saw Amon. He was going to get them out of this. He was a tough spy after all. He could press a button on the end of his wand and blow the hinges off a safe or something.

"You caused all this?" She asked the dentist. "You know muggles ask for volunteers for their medical experiments." She pointed out angrily to the mad scientist. "You could have killed someone releasing a gas into a hospital all ready full of sick or healing people. How can you say you want to help people when you are willing to risk their lives." She struggled against the restraints. "You are a wizard you could have made copies of teeth to experiment on." She was about to become hysterical if he didn't let her go.

Dr. Fauxsane surveyed the man's teeth as he showed them off. They certainly seemed cavity-free from afar, but one could never fully tell without the best lighting and tools at hand. Fauxsane countered, "You let me take a look? I don't trust those Muggle dentists. They don't understand the differences between cavities formed by wizarding candy and muggle candy! And there are differences! Well, there may be differences, anyway." Fauxsane shrugged.

"Although, you do bring up a viable option - a way to get new patients in my chairs. But you don't even know what you're submitting them to! You ask no questions? How can you know if those muggle dentists would help me if you don't know what I plan on doing? I think you're just saying anything you can for me to release you..."

Dr. Fauxsane raised a brow when the young man offered to let him inspect his mouth. Not allowing any time for the man to change his mind, Fauxsane grabbed a mouth mirror and an explorer and adjusted the lighting to shine on the man's teeth. As he checked each tooth, he was pleasantly, and at the same time unpleasantly, surprised to find a completely healthy mouth. With a nod, Fauxsane flicked off the light and explained, "I am very impressed and rather surprised. You have not a single cavity that I can see clinically. You won't make a very good test subject..." Now what was he supposed to do with this man? Obliviate him like he had the rest of the patients? Try to use him in some other way? Hmm. Decisions.

"I'm afraid I can't let you free just yet. You may be able to contribute to my potions in another way, but you're going to have to try to do so from the confines of that chair first. And then perhaps if you prove yourself useful, I'll let you go..."

Paul sighed. Well, it had been worth a shot. He was just thankful that the dentist hadn't changed his mind and thought that maybe his teeth, as perfect as they might be, would actually prove to be useful to him or anything.

"What ways did you have in mind?" Paul asked him, squirming uncomfortably in the chair. Those wrist restraints were starting to itch.

Fauxsane frowned, "Well that's just the point, isn't it? I didn't have anything in mind because I hadn't anticipated that anyone would show up here without having teeth that would prove useful to me. So get creative or you'll spend the greater part of your youth strapped to that chair. I need my research to be a success and you seem like a creative and resourceful young man. Help me and I'll help you."

She looked around the room in her chair. It seemed it wasn't her turn to be tortured yet. She didn't know if it was a good thing to be ignored by the creepy Tooth Devil or not. Yikes, she was going to freak if he came anywhere near her mouth. She liked her pearly white straight teeth. She could be the new Colgate Girl her teeth were so white, never mind the muggle teeth whitening to got when no one was looking.

She tried to see what sort of potions were on the table but he had her strapped pretty tight to the chair and she couldn't get a good look at them. he could at least give them a Witch Weekly to look at if they were going to be prisoners of the War on tooth decay.

Lexi smiled, a glint of hope showing in her eyes, when the dentist looked over at her once again. He seemed almost---dare she say---relieved by her words. Hope soared through Lexi's body. She could almost feel herself---and Paulie, of course---being released from these restraints in no time!

Lexi's feelings were short-lived, though. The dentist seemed to snap out of whatever mood he'd just been in. So...he was definitely not going to release them. Lexi nodded as the dentist began to speak. "Okay, go ahead and tell me what your plans are. I promised to help you, and I always hold true to my promises. I'll just be, erm...sitting right here...listening," she said. Lexi relaxed as much as she could in the chair, getting herself ready for what would probably be a long spill of words from the dentist.

Lexi blinked. She'd thought herself to be a smart woman, but when the dentist started in with all his tooth-talk, Lexi just found his words zooming through the air and going right over her head. She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to process everything he'd said in bits and pieces. So he wanted to rebuild the original structure of damaged teeth, heal diseased gums, and then prevent all of the above from ever happening again. Shesh. Why doesn't he just go for curing cancer and stopping Global Warming while he was at it?

Lexi's eyes shot open, and she looked at the dentist as if he'd spoken a foreign language to her. "I---," Lexi started to say, but she was, for once, at a loss of words. "Very smart, sir. Very smart, indeed. I agree that it would be spectacular for you to come up with such a solution. I'll think about that one for a bit, okay? I'll get back to you as soon as I've figured something out."

Lexi opened her mouth to continue, but the dentist, of course, had something else to say. "Do I...have any cavities?" Lexi asked. "You want to remove the cavity, or remove the tooth?" Lexi asked, a little reluctant to answer the question about whether or not she actually had a cavity. "I----." Lexi gulped and then looked over at Paul with worried eyes. "I do have a cavity. It's my lateral incisor---upper left side."

After hearing those words coming from the doctor's mouth, Yuuri silenced himself and think for a while. "Hey doctor, you didn't ask but I am a doctor myself and a researcher in many fields, and besides that I am an excellent potions maker. I aced the potions tests in both OWLs and NEWTs. So pretty much i can help you with all your bidding. So what do you need help for? Please untie me so tat I can be of assistance. I am willing to go anywhere to help you." Yuuri begged as he look to the doctor's eyes as if he was begging for mercy

Piper skipped onto the roof happily, she froze when she heard a clanking noise and she smiled as she turned around "Hiii?" she said dreamily as the vial was dropped, when she came back to her normal psycopathic self, she screamed as he was stood over her "PHOEBUS!?" she screamed "WINNIE?!" she started to shake a little, was this the tiger thing all over again? "YOU STUPID MAN!! LET ME OUT" she screamed, then she became calm "Who are you?" she asked as she cackled like one of the muggles ideas of a witchs cackle.

Paul sighed again and tried to think of some way he could assist the doctor. "Do you think maybe...wisdom teeth could help you?" he asked the doctor. For some reason, he felt like shrinking into his chair as he spoke. "I mean, everyone is supposed to have four that they don't really need, right? Even though they aren't decayed maybe they could still be of some use for you, and you wouldn't be taking teeth from people that they actually need." he explained. He couldn't believe that he was offering up his wisdom teeth right now, but muggles had them removed all the time! Why couldn't he give them up in the name of science?