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Today’s Groupon gets you smiling brighter than the sun enveloping all of Saturn’s moons. Receive a full checkup and cleaning from Dr. Thomas Stelmach at Smile Beverly Hills. Unlike street corner dentists who clean their tools in shallow streams and insist you pay in diamonds, a mere 70 bucks at Smile Beverly Hills gets you:
- Dental exam (a $125 value)
- Cleaning (a $125 value)
- Four checkup digital x-rays (a $75 value)
Digital radiography allows your dentist and someone else’s pediatrician to instantly view and enlarge the images of your chompers, while reducing your exposure to radiation by about 80–90%. That stat should have you nice and relaxed for your cleaning; just choose a movie from the library to view while in the chair, lie back, and say, “Ground turkey.”
During the dental examination, you’ll be screened for oral cancer, gum disease, tooth decay, and more. A thorough cleaning removes tartar and plaque, and a finishing polish gets rid of any remaining stains and leaves your pearly whites pearly, white, and white. If you’re nervous in the dental chair, Smile Beverly Hills has a conscious sedation option to keep you relaxed and calm during the procedure.
Note: Deal valid for new customers only.
Yelpers give Dr. Stelmach 4.5 stars: > * Dr. Stelmach discovered I had a cavity (my first one!) and caught it early. With his technology he was able to not only explain everything, but show me as well on the TV the before and after. – Stephen A. > * You’re in safe hands with Dr Thomas Stelmach! His expert care went over and above my expectations. – Randy A. > * [Dr. Stelmach] and his staff are kind and compassionate, and all work together to create a loving, caring environment. – suzanne v.
When Dentists are Outlawed…
Lily Anne Marrakesh trod the wet, dusty cobbles of South Saint Brunswick, her eyes darting at every squeak and flicker, on constant watch for a policeman or local governess. Unseen, she slipped into an unfamiliar alleyway and approached a yellowed oaken door, tapping on its sliding eye-slot thrice.
“What is password?” gargled a voice like used soup.
“I don’t know,” she replied in a panicked whisper. “I was told you were someone who could help me—I need to buy some floss.”