"Oh, they really are that white," Tooth said. She ran her finger over the edge of Elsa's cheek. "Oh, I wish I had seen these before. They are perfect. Have you ever seen teeth as naturally and perfectly white as these?"
A few of her helpers flew by her, their cheeks pink and small eyes wide. They happily chirped between each other.
"How did you ever get these so white?"
Elsa leaned away from her. "I don't know..." Was this what she was here for? Did she get dragged to North's place to discuss her teeth?
"I just want you to know that your teeth are perfect." Her own cheeks were a shade of pink.
"Uh, thank you," Elsa replied. "I'll take that as a compliment." She forced a smile.
Tooth suddenly looked as though she had sucked on a lemon. "Oh, my apologies! Girls, straighten yourselves up! We have to stay in uniform!" With one last quick smile, she flew away, her helpers behind her.
Well, that was interesting. Now could they tell her what she was doing there? What had she done this time?
