Ginger: (from outside the door) Trick-or-treat-to-be!
Ruby: (opening the door) You know it doesn’t work like that, right?
Ginger: Are you saying you have no treats-to-be?
Ruby: Come back in a few weeks…in costume…and we’ll talk.
Ginger: That’s a trick, right? I was hoping for a treat…
Ruby: I can give you part of an apple…?
Ginger: Only part? What did you do to the other part?
Ruby: I was cutting it up to make apple pie.
Ginger: You only use one apple to make apple pie? To whom are you serving it? Imps? Pixies? Very small trick-or-treaters?
Ruby: It was one of many apples…
Ginger: Oh, well, that’s much better.
Ruby: Yeah. So, is your office doing anything for Halloween?
Ginger: Yup. They’re all leaving me alone in the office. I think they’re scared of me or something.
Ruby: It has nothing to do with the fact that most of them have little children who are still young enough to trick-or-treat and the rest have to burn up their vacation days, right?
Ruby: So you’re dressing up for the empty office?
Ginger: No one will be there to stop me.
Ruby: Wait…EVERYONE in the office will be out? I thought you just meant the other people in your team…not the WHOLE OFFICE…
Ginger: Security and me. That’s it.
Ruby: Whoa…wait, security will be checking in on you, right?
Ginger: I told them they can announce their arrival by singing Halloween songs and shouting “Trick-or-Treat” when they get to my cube.
Ruby: Halloween songs?
Ginger: Just because you don’t understand the language doesn’t mean zombies don’t have carols of their own.
Ruby: Ah. So what are you dressing as?
Ginger: A corporate slave.
Ruby: A corporate…you’re going to wear a Chanel suit, pearls and heels that don’t qualify as boots, aren’t you?
Ginger: Oh. Is that what a corporate slave wears?
Ruby: What did you have planned…?
Ginger: Princess Leia from “Return of the Jedi” and a necktie. And square-ish glasses.
Ruby: Please tell me you’re kidding.
Ginger: No one is there to stop me. What do you really think?
Ruby: I don’t want to see pictures.
Ginger: Not even tasteful ones?
Ruby: Define your version of “tasteful”.
Ginger: Well-placed laptops and soft lighting. No fur.
Ruby: I wish I knew you were kidding…
Ginger: I could stop by after work…besides, I’ll need to return your Chanel suit.
Ruby: You’re…you never planned to actually wear the Princess Leia outfit at all, did you?
Ginger: Puh-leez. Halloween in Chicago leaves absolutely no room for the Princess Leia costume. Well, not that Princess Leia costume. Maybe the outfit she wore on Hoth…
Ruby: You know I don’t own a Chanel suit, right?
Ginger: Yeah, but you have more dress suits than I do…
Ruby: True…I do have more than one…
Ginger: Yeah. That’s just sick, I tell you.
Ruby: Says the woman who thought up that whole Princess Leia-costume story just to make me freak.
Ginger: What can I say? It was too good to pass up…