Fly: Ruby? I’m home—
Ruby: Shh! Don’t wake her!
Fly: Is Ginger still sleeping on our couch?
Ruby: She…was awake for a few hours…
Fly: Is she still cuddling that?
Ruby: She’s very happy as long as she’s holding it.
Fly: What is it?
Ruby: It’s the picture of her and Nathan Fillion.
Fly: Doesn’t she know it will look better in a frame?
Ruby: Right now, the memory is still fresh.
Fly: She’s sleeping.
Ruby: And when she wakes and sees it, she is reminded of the joy from the moment.
Fly: How long will this go on?
Ruby: I’m betting a while. Even long after we see it, she’ll still get giddy seeing the picture and remembering every word he said to her.
Fly: I meant how long will she sleep on our couch?
Ruby: Oh that. Well, considering she didn’t sleep for the four days of the convention and the only reason she fell asleep at all was because I kept promising her I would start the movie in five more minutes until I heard her snore…um…three more days?
Fly: Okay, fine.
Ginger: …and he remembered meeting me from before…
Ruby: Yeah, she’s still talking in her sleep.
Fly: She’s still telling the story in her sleep?
Ruby: It was a memorable moment in her life. And she has a lot of recurring faces in her dreams.
Fly: She’s not quite right, is she?
Ruby: …no. But would we have it any other way?