Ruby: Ginger, I’m a little busy.
Ginger: Okay, final checklist.
Ruby: You know I’m already on the road, right? I will be at the hotel in less than four hours.
Ginger: I’m not. I could pick up some things you may have forgotten.
Ruby: Fair point.
Ginger: Besides, I timed it so you would be at your first coffee/leg stretch break.
Ruby: You know me a little too well.
Ginger: Okay, so, final checklist.
Ruby: Go for it.
Ruby: Already at the hotel.
Ruby: I’m not providing you with information regarding my attire for my wedding night, no matter how many times you ask me.
Ginger: I was talking about the bear you take with you every time you travel.
Ruby: His name isn’t Teddy. It’s Major Ursa.
Ginger: You are such an astronomy nerd.
Ruby: Why, thank you.
Ginger: So, your bear is in the military?
Ruby: Well, of course. And he’s an officer.
Ginger: Does he have a saber or a sidearm?
Ruby: Um…why would I do that?
Ginger: Because you firmly believe in the right to arm bears?
Ruby: You have so many issues…
Ginger: Says the woman who named her teddy bear Major Ursa.
Ruby: Weren’t we discussing a checklist of some sort?
Ginger: Right. Shoes?
Ginger: First gown?
Ginger: Second gown?
Ruby: Check – Fly’s aunt is already at the hotel with that one.
Ginger: Third gown?
Ruby: Check. My mother is at the hotel with it this moment.
Ginger: Fourth gown?
Ruby: Fly’s other aunt is making one last hem adjustment at the hotel. Check.
Ginger: Fifth gown?
Ruby: There’s no fifth gown.
Ginger: There are twelve gowns – you can’t fool me.
Ruby: There’s the gown I’m wearing for the ceremony, the gown for the water ceremony, the gown I can wear and actually move in and the gown that…look, do I really have to go through all of this again?
Ginger: Do you have all the gowns needed in which you can marry Fly tomorrow afternoon?
Ginger: Then I’ll move on.
Ruby: Thank you.
Ginger: You’re really ready, then? You’re all set to marry the one and only true love of your life?
Ruby: Yes. Yes, I am.
Ginger: Then I will see you at the hotel tonight.
Ruby: It’s weird to not drive with you in the car.
Ginger: I know. I miss you already.
Ruby: Clearly. Bye for now, Ginger.
Ginger: Bye for now. Oh – wait – are you in your car yet?
Ginger: I left a special present for you in the glove compartment.
Ruby: Should I be scared?
Ruby: …it’s a CD…
Ruby: Ginger, is this a CD of sappy love songs to prepare me for my wedding?
Ginger: No. Don’t be silly. It’s a recording of me talking randomly about whatever came to my mind as I recorded it.
Ginger: Because you’ll miss me on the drive.
Ruby: Of course.
Ginger: You can take it with you on your honeymoon, if you want.
Ruby: I’ll probably pass on that offer. But thanks.
Ginger: Any time.