Ruby: It’s freezing outside!
Ginger: I know, isn’t it great?
Ruby: I mean, my nose is cold to the touch and – wait, what?
Ginger: It’s absolutely freezing outside! There’s ice on the sidewalk and it’s so cold it hurts to breathe in the instant you step outside! Isn’t it fantastic?
Ruby: Okay, who are you and what have you done with Ginger?
Ginger: It really makes a person grateful for heat.
Ruby: Which you would be if your apartment’s heater worked on a regular basis…
Ginger: Do you know what I wore to bed last night?
Ruby: Do I want to know?
Ginger: Flannel pajama pants and a T-shirt.
Ginger: Before last night, I was wearing a tank top, long-sleeved cotton shirt, t-shirt, a hooded sweatshirt, yoga pants, flannel pants and thick, fuzzy socks to bed under four blankets and surrounded by pillows like a little hypo-allergenic nest.
Ruby: Ohmygosh! They fixed your heat?
Ginger: If they haven’t, then Hell thought I was lonely and decided to move locations.
Ruby: Oh my gosh! They fixed your heat!
Ginger: I haven’t told you the best part!
Ruby: They cut you a check to reimburse you for the months you’ve been paying for heat you weren’t receiving?
Ginger: I–hadn’t thought of that…
Ruby: Never mind, what’s the best part?
Ginger: I was sweating! I can take one of the blankets off the bed!
Ruby: Only one?
Ginger: Just in case. I’m very leery about this. I keep thinking it’s a fluke and it’ll all go away and I’ll have been spoiled by this experience.
Ruby: Yeah, just like all everyone else in the Midwest with heat.
Ruby: Now, if only they could have fixed this before you had that Serenity screening.
Ginger: It made you grateful for your heat in your place, didn’t it?
Ruby: Well, yeah…
Ginger: And it made everyone else grateful for the heat in their respective homes, didn’t it?
Ruby: I don’t know, did it?
Ginger: Just go with ‘yes,’ since you all referred to my place as “The Icebox.”
Ruby: Okay, then, yes.
Ginger: Then take it as a lesson in life to be grateful for all that you have and for how far we have come in advances in heating.
Ruby: Or you could take it as a lesson in “Yelling At Your Landlord Until The Heat Gets Fixed.”
Ginger: How was I supposed to know it wasn’t as warm as it could have been? It’s my first winter there…
Ruby: Here’s a clue: when you can see your breath indoors, the heat’s not on.
Ginger: Oh. You mean right after a shower, right?