"Let's put a temporary crown on it for four to six weeks," he says.
"Keep an eye on it," he says.
"But I think it's going to be fine. Then we'll put on the permanent crown," he says. "Eighty percent chance everything will be straight from there. How's that sound?"
"Wut?" I said. "Yes!" I said.
"You look like you just got a reprieve from the Governor," he said.
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