Blankie hurries back breathlessly.
"He says you didn't put one of his fangs in place properly."
"Is that all?"
"Not quite. The tooth is loose now and it hurts him a lot."
"Poor Red! Tell him I'm very sorry. I'll help him right away."
"How are you going to help a terrible fire-breathing dragon, Marty? I hope you're not planning to bend down into its mouth and rummage around in there?"