Ginger: Do I have rabies?
Ruby: Should I be worried that you think you might have rabies?
Ginger: I think the bigger concern is if I did have rabies, would you Old Yeller me yourself or pay someone else?
Ruby: …you know we can cure rabies, right?
Ginger: Oh. Maybe I’m thinking of scabies.
Ruby: I doubt you were thinking of scabies.
Ruby: Name a symptom of scurvy and I might drive you to the doctor for an actual diagnosis.
Ginger: I want to say wooden legs are involved…?
Ruby: Because pirates have scurvy?
Ginger: Well, they’re the ones who talk about it most.
Ruby: Right. No doctor visits today. I guess I’ll continue to ignore your medical diagnosis from Google and Wikipedia.
Ginger: Is parvy a thing?
Ruby: …are you asking me if you have Echinacea?
Ginger: I’m asking if Echinacea is a real thing.
Ruby: Yes. Echinacea is a real thing.
Ginger: Then I have that.
Ruby: Then I’ll have to take your word for it.
Ginger: So, you believe me? I have something wrong with me?
Ruby: I believe you have something wrong with you.
Ginger: Is it bad?
Ruby: Some days are worse than others.
Ginger: How do you spell Echinacea?
Ruby: M-O-S-Q-U-I-T-O, then the second word is B-I-T-E-S.
Ginger: Wow, I never would have gotten that on my own.
Ruby: I know; it’s one of those tricky words.
Ginger: Ruby! I have it! That is exactly what my arms and legs look like!
Ruby: Yes, Ginger. I know.