Ruby: …okay, what happened?
Ginger: What do you mean?
Ruby: You’re almost smiling. Something happened…wait…how many grammatical errors did you fix on the way home?
Ginger: Oh, I don’t know…what’s wrong with me almost smiling?
Ruby: You never smile. It’s part of your…charm…
Ginger: Not smiling is a charming characteristic?
Ruby: On you it is. Now what happened?
Ruby: Liar. You didn’t happen to fix the grammar errors in an English textbook again, did you?
Ginger: No! Nothing happened, I swear!
Ginger: Can I not be in a good mood for once?
Ruby: It’s just…not like you.
Ginger: Well you’re certainly helping me get out of it…
Ruby: Fine, sorry, I was just confused.
Ginger: How was your day?
Ruby: Okay, now that’s just creepy!
Ruby: You never ask about my day…you got promoted!
Ginger: Yeah. Right. Like that would make me consider cracking a smile.
Ruby: You’re right…sorry…
Ginger: It’s okay.
Ruby: Work was fine. I worked on a project where some joker decided to write most of the code in Linear A and it needed to be translated into–okay, wait, are you humming?
Ginger: What? No.
Ruby: No, really, are you humming?
Ginger: …it’s possible…
Ruby: Seriously, what happened?!
Ginger: I swear, nothing happened!
Ruby: I’ll get it out of you eventually…
Ginger: How’s Fly?
Ruby: Busy. What happened?
Ginger: Quit it, all right? Nothing has happened. I didn’t do anything and I didn’t get promoted and I…can hum if I feel like it!
Ruby: Okay. Sorry.
Ginger: So? Fly’s busy?
Ruby: Yeah, the hospital is getting some renovations done and they keep moving patients around from wing to wing and he’s just trying to keep up on everyone’s comings and goings. It’s a good thing he pays attention to details, or he’d probably go insane. You’re humming again.
Ginger: Sorry, I’ll stop.
Ruby: Terry Pratchett released a new book?
Ginger: No, now stop.
Ruby: You will tell me, you know.
Ginger: I had a date, okay?
Ruby: You…you had a date?! Who is he?! What happened? He’s an English teacher, isn’t he? That’s why you’re in a good mood, you didn’t have to correct his grammar during the entire conversation…Who is he?
Ginger: mumble, mumble
Ginger: You heard me.
Ruby: Yes, but I can’t believe you.
Ginger: Ben is a nice guy!
Ruby: You’re insane. You went out with him again?!
Ginger: He is very eloquent!
Ruby: He’d have to be! He’s in front of the judge on a regular basis!
Ginger: There’s no reason why compulsive pyromaniacs cannot date ordinary office lackeys.
Ruby: There’s at least one reason: Fire.
Ginger: Every relationship needs flames of passion every now and again.
Ruby: Yes, but not every relationship winds up in danger of burning the block down!
Ginger: I don’t see why you’re so upset about this. I’m relatively close to thinking about being happy when I’m with him.
Ruby: You’re also relatively close to 3rd degree burns when you’re with him!
Ginger: So, you think I shouldn’t see him again?
Ruby: Were you seriously thinking about it?
Ruby: So, in other words, you have the next three weeks planned with him.
Ginger: Only two weeks…he’s got a court date the week after.
Ruby: I thought he was in prison.
Ginger: No, therapy. But he’s much better now.
Ruby: He doesn’t set fire to large warehouses anymore?
Ruby: What does he set fire to now?
Ginger: …small warehouses…
Ginger: Fine. I won’t go out with him again.
Ruby: Liar. Liar. Pants on…
Ginger: I know…