Hal in Tavis's waiting room (p. 526)
Zegarelli D.D.S. had dry dark green eyes that bulged above his mint-blue mask, as in like olives where eyes should be, as he leaned in to proceed, his dental overhead light's corona giving him one of those malperspectived medieval halos that seem to stand on end.
Context
Hal's morning tooth extraction: the dentist haloed by his own lamp's corona. Atmospheric ring, nothing more — filed accordingly.