Wow, two jobs.
So, the lady of the house has The Dog (TM) in her lap-he likes to sniff her to check her blood sugar-and she complains that his breath is particularly awful. I asked if she could use a laser projection system to give me a visual representation of just how bad. When she asked why, I replied "Super-holographic Extreme-halitosis." With a lap full of dog, she couldn't chase me.