She stood there smiling at me in the mirror – her mouth the minty green foam color of my toothpaste, and my toothbrush … MY TOOTHBRUSH!!
… poking out between those pearly whites of hers.
“What are you doing?,” I growled in disbelief. “You can’t just brush your teeth with someone else’s toothbrush!!”
“Oh, but it’s ok now, honey – SEE?” She turned to grab the tube and held it up for my inspection.
“That’s not a problem anymore, SEE?” She smiled again sweetly, pointing to the tube. “They have toothpaste now that KILLS GERMS!!!!!”