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

"No fancy（想象的，奇特的） stuff, Doctor," he ordered, "No gas or needles or any of that stuff. Just pull the tooth and get it over with."

"I wish more of my patients were as stoic¹（斯多葛派的，禁欲主义） as you," said the dentist admiringly（钦佩地） . "Now, which tooth is it?"

Mr. Cohen turned to his wife Becky. "Show him, honey."