Ruby: Why are you in my kitchen?
Ginger: I’m looking for breakfast – why, where do you go for breakfast foods?
Ruby: My kitchen.
Ginger: See? You ask a silly question…
Ruby: No, you’re in my kitchen. You should look for breakfast foods in your kitchen.
Ginger: Why? There’s no food there.
Ruby: …you know, some people do actually buy food to keep in their own homes.
Ginger: That sounds strange and unnatural. Do they not have Rubies of their own?
Ruby: Apparently not.
Ginger: Well, you need to open up that Rubies-R-Us store soon. It sounds like there’s a market.
Ruby: Clearly. Didn’t we buy you breakfast toaster pastries just three days ago?
Ruby: So, those are breakfast foods. Sort of.
Ginger: Well, then, why aren’t they here in your kitchen?
Ruby: Because we bought them for your kitchen.
Ginger: Then they can’t possibly be breakfast foods.
Ruby: Okay, then, what were they?
Ginger: I don’t know, snacks? Vegetables? Biologically redesigned fruit?
Ruby: You said to me, in the grocery store, as you picked up the box, a very distinct phrase. Do you remember the phrase?
Ginger: I think it was something like “tasty, tasty, toaster pastry, made for breakfast times when hasty.”
Ruby: Yes, I remembered because it rhymed.
Ginger: I do get poetical when hungry.
Ruby: But do you remember that you said the word “breakfast” in there?
Ginger: …oh yeah…weird.
Ruby: So, why don’t you eat it for breakfast?
Ginger: …why would I?
Ruby: Because it’s a breakfast pastry and you have it in your kitchen?
Ginger: Oh. I’ll think about it. I’m going to head out now – I don’t want to be late to work.
Ruby: …okay. Have a good day, Ginger.
Ginger: You too, Ruby. Thanks for breakfast!