Ruby: Back in the corner…
Ginger: Is here okay?
Ruby: In the corner.
Ginger: This is as corner as it gets, Ruby.
Ruby: Ginger, there’s more space between the bureau and the corner.
Ginger: There’s not more space to move the bureau to the corner.
Ginger: Yeah. It’s not moving.
Ruby: What if we…oh.
Ginger: There’s a windowsill in the way.
Ruby: But I measured.
Ginger: Did you measure the windowsill?
Ruby: …but I measured.
Ginger: Ruby, in times like this, there is only one solution.
Ruby: What is it?
Ginger: Move to a new place. There’s an apartment opening up directly across the hall from mine.
Ruby: Ginger, Fly and I have a house. We won’t fit into the studio apartment across from you.
Ginger: That’s okay, I’ll let you store most of your stuff in my place. We’ll make it work.
Ruby: That’s very kind of you, Ginger, but I think Fly and I will find a different solution.
Ginger: Okay, but, the offer stands.
Ruby: And I will let Fly know it’s there.
Ginger: All right.
Ruby: Are you staying for dinner?
Ginger: No, there’s a movie I promised my brother we could go see. I think it has ‘blood’ or ‘destruction’ in the title…wanna join us?
Ruby: Tempting, but I think I’ll try to reconfigure the furniture here instead.
Ginger: It’s not that big a deal. You just…can’t use this drawer. Or that one. Or that one.
Ruby: Thank you.
Ginger: No worries. See you later…
*later that night*
Fly: Hey, Ruby…no Ginger?
Ruby: She went to see a movie with her brother.
Fly: Oh. What’s all this?
Ruby: The solution to the furniture problem.
Fly: Furniture problem? Oh! Did the new bureau arrive today?
Ruby: Yes. And it doesn’t fit. There’s a windowsill in the way.
Fly: …didn’t we measure that?
Ruby: Apparently, we missed the windowsill.
Fly: Okay. So…what’s the solution?
Ruby: We have to move.
Ruby: Or Ginger gets to cut the windowsill off the window.
Fly: So, we’re moving…