[An instantaneous blush rises to Toothiana's cheeks, turning them a pink as bright as her eyes under the right lights.]

Oh, stop...!

[Penny, you're too sweet for words!]

[The fairies think so, too. In fact, their cheeks seem to match Tooth's for the most part, and their every chirp seems to be tinged with shyness and thankfulness both.]

Oh, well...we collect the lost baby teeth of children. My fairies help me. It's difficult having to work across seven continents, after all!