Of course not

Sarah eyes Sam. “Sure you are. And I’m the tooth fairy.”

Sam huffed and walked toward Sarah but was stopped short when Sarah held out a lamp in defense.

Sam immediately retreated. “Wait, I can prove it.”

Watching Sarah for a reaction, all Sam saw her do was take in a shaky breath.

“Right, remember that one time you when Mom wouldn’t let you wear your favorite skirt so you went the whole day without anything on?”

Sam definitely remembered that day. And of course, the reason Mom wouldn’t let Sarah wear the skirt was because it just covered her ass.

Sarah blushed. “Th-that doesn’t prove your Sam. Just that you know him or mom.”

Sam groaned it was perfectly understandable that Sarah would be distrustful. But how to get her to believe?