Ruby: My banana is trying to communicate.
Ginger: …when did we switch bodies?
Ruby: When my banana began trying to communicate.
Ginger: What is it saying?
Ruby: “Good morning, Sunshine.”
Ginger: That sounds like it’s more than just trying to communicate.
Ruby: True. It’s actively communicating.
Ginger: I don’t go near bananas. They make me paranoid.
Ruby: So, this isn’t helping, is it?
Ginger: Not really.
Ruby: So, I shouldn’t ask you if you started writing messages on the bananas by softly marking them with a toothpick in my kitchen?
Ginger: This might surprise you, but I’m off the hook for this.
Ginger: The message on your bananas…
Ginger: It completely eliminates me from being the culprit.
Ruby: How is that, exactly?
Ginger: If it were me, I’d write something like “I Taste Good” or “For A Good Time, Peel.”
Ruby: I don’t know how I missed that.
Ginger: I don’t either. It’s sad, really.
Ruby: So…my husband is trying to drive me crazy?
Ginger: I guess he didn’t like the flying spider.
Ruby: Apparently not.
Ginger: We should up our game.
Ruby: Without a doubt.
Ginger: Did I ever tell you I learned how to sew a sock closed without leaving any trace on the outside?
Ruby: Do share this fascinating trick…
Ginger: Well…you start by bunching up the sock…