Pulling as hard as he can, Jakobi tries to pull the shard out of the fang.  The sharp edges tear through his latex gloves, and part of his hand.  Some of the blood on his hands slowly drop onto Umi's tongue, and he wonders how he thinks it tastes.<br/><br/>"Could I get some tweezers in here?" he tells the receptionist.  She brings in a pair of tweezers that easily pick Jakobi up.  He directs her to where the shard is lodged, and it clamps on.  "Okay, pull it out on three.  One, two, three."  With a strong pull, they remove the piece of metal.  "I'm glad that's over with.  I was getting worried there for a second." he thinks.