A woman stands in a brightly-lit room. She wears white. She smiles like her paycheck depends on it.
I asked my dentist which worked better - manual brushing or an electric toothbrush. She turned to me and said do we always have to talk about oral hygeine, Sandra? I'm a human being with thoughts and feelings and aspirations but every time we meet you bombard me with questions. It's like you don't see me as anything other than a dentist. Flossing or mouthwash, you ask. Sensodyne or Colgate, you cry. Well, Sandra, when was the last time you asked about me? Did you know that Gary left me, Sandra? Did you know that he took the kids? Did you, Sandra? Did you really?
But, erm, yeah. Definitely an electric toothbrush.