Ruby: Are you calling because you’re bored or because your phone is so used to calling me at this hour that it dialed me automatically?
Ginger: Ruby, I’ve fallen in love.
Ginger: Yes. It’s true love and it’s…the most wonderful happy accident.
Ruby: Where did you meet?
Ginger: The corner quick stop shop.
Ruby: Didn’t you try picking someone up in a grocery store before?
Ginger: What are you talking about?
Ruby: That guy…in a grocery store? You went on one date, doubling with Fly and me? It was a polite dinner of cliché questions and flat monosyllabic answers?
Ginger: I’m…I’m not in love with a PERSON, Ruby.
Ruby: Then what are you talking about?
Ginger: I’m in love with an ice cream.
Ruby: …an ice cream? Why am I surprised?
Ginger: I don’t know. It’s kinda slow for you.
Ruby: Tell me about it.
Ginger: Well, usually, you’re a lot quicker on the uptake and you know that—
Ruby: Ginger! Tell me about…the ice cream…
Ginger: Oh! Ben & Jerry’s Turtle Soup.
Ruby: Turtle Soup?
Ginger: Oh, yes. Turtle Soup. I stopped in the shop just to get some milk and I saw the ice cream. Couldn’t resist. Had to get it. I thought I picked up Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough, but I must have grabbed the wrong one, because I got Turtle Soup. Chocolate covered cashews, caramel drizzle in vanilla ice cream.
Ruby: Ooh…now I want it.
Ginger: Go get some. There’s a store just on the corner.
Ruby: But I took off my shoes.
Ginger: Put them on again.
Ruby: But I’m tired and I want to just relax on the couch.
Ginger: Then don’t put them on. Go get the Turtle Soup.
Ruby: Maybe I’ll wait till Fly gets here…
Ginger: Go get it. Go…get it! Go on! Go get it! Get the ice cream!
Ruby: Ginger…I’m not a dog.
Ginger: Get yourself some ice cream…you know you want it…
Ruby: I’ve stopped Fly from picking up ice cream all week. How am I supposed to go out, buy some ice cream and tell him, ‘Oh, well, Ginger said to.’
Ginger: That sounds like a solid plan to me…
Ruby: You don’t think that maybe standing solidly on an issue against my fiancé’s suggestion but crumbling at my friend’s suggestion isn’t a little…um…let’s go with damaging to my upcoming marriage?
Ginger: You haven’t had this ice cream yet. It’s worth the momentary damage.
Ruby: I’m hanging up.
Ginger: So you can go get the ice cream, right?
Ruby: Good-bye, Ginger.
Ginger: Get the ice cream. Get it! Get it! Love it. Eat it. Propose to it. Eat it. The Turtle Beckons!
Ruby: Ginger…stop focusing.
Ginger: Turrrrrr-tle…turrrrrrrr-tle…turrrrrrrrr-tle soup!