Ruby: I have to go get the laundry out of the dryer. Stay here and don’t cause trouble.
Ginger: I never cause trouble. You just don’t understand my humor.
Ruby: Yeah. That’s the problem. Stay here.
Ginger: Don’t leave me alone! You know I watched a horror movie on TV last week and if you leave me alone, I might end up thinking I hear the creature that they made up from mixing ancient folklore and heresy coming in through your bedroom window and I might try to find the pendant that repels the evil beast in your movie collection and—
Ruby: Fine. Come with. Just get your shoes on and hurry up.
Ginger: I’ll be right there.
Ruby: Okay, but hurry up…
Ginger: I’m hurrying!
Ruby: …why would the pendant that repels evil be in my movie collection?
Ruby: Why would the pendant that repels evil be in my movie collection?
Ginger: You dropped it there when you tried to repel the evil beast but failed.
Ruby: I failed to repel the evil beast?
Ginger: Fear is nothing to be ashamed of, Ruby.
Ruby: Doesn’t that mean I died?
Ginger: Not necessarily. I’m pretty sure you just ended up needing hospitalization or something.
Ruby: Well, at least I didn’t die for nothing.
Ginger: You kinda died for laundry. You are the one who left me alone so you could go collect laundry.
Ruby: I didn’t leave you alone! I’m right here!
Ginger: Yeah, but only because I told you what would have happened if you left me alone.
Ruby: It is shocking how horrible your logic is.
Ginger: Or is it shocking how incredibly well I can convince you to listen to my logistic loopholes while I tie my shoes?
Ruby: Toe-may-toe, toe-mah-toe…