Ruby: Do you know what I don’t get?
Ruby: Fly’s texts.
Ginger: That’s weird.
Ruby: Exactly, he’s my husband, so you’d think I would have a chance of comprehending his text language…
Ginger: No, I meant it’s weird that I can say the same thing – word for word – and mean something entirely different.
Ruby: Show your math.
Ginger: He doesn’t text me. Therefore, I don’t get them. You are having difficulty understanding his meaning. Therefore, you don’t ‘get’ them.
Ruby: Okay, we’re going back to my thing now.
Ginger: What is his misleading text?
Ruby: It reads “What was that place where we saw the angry Singaporean least s bad top?”
Ginger: I’m intrigued. How did you know the person was Singaporean?
Ruby: I can’t say I have ever seen a Singaporean- angry or otherwise- with any degree of certainty.
Ginger: Clearly, you’ve never been to Singapore.
Ruby: Thank you, Jack Sparrow.
Ginger: Captain Jack Sparrow.
Ruby: Oh! Fly sent another text…OH. That makes more sense.
Ginger: He went to Singapore without you?
Ruby: It was autocorrect. He meant Angry Librarian.
Ginger: Oh……. Do you know what I don’t get?
Ginger: Yeah. Can you explain string theory to me? Use small words and a lot of analogies.
Ruby: Imagine, if you will, a bathtub in the middle of the English Channel.
Ruby: Now, do you still care about string theory?
Ginger: Um…Tell me more of this bathtub.