Ruby: Ginger? Where are you?
Ginger: In here…
Ruby: Your text said this was urgent. I assumed it had to do with cooking.
Ginger: Aside from “urgent,” what led you to believe it had to do with cooking?
Ruby: Your full text reads “URGENT – need you here – Mom confused.” I assumed you meant your mother confused you with your sister who functions perfectly fine in the kitchen. Even without burning ice cream.
Ginger: How was I supposed to know making ice cream doesn’t involve an open flame?
Ruby: …we’re moving on. What confused your mother? Did you tell her about the time you tried to fry up some ice cream?
Ginger: No. I’ve been staring at this text from her and I can’t…I can’t figure out how to respond.
Ruby: What does the text say?
Ginger: Background first…
Ruby: Right. Why would it be simple?
Ginger: Mom was trying to show my nephew a specific scene in Jurassic World, so she was using the scene selection on the Blu-Ray.
Ginger: The text reads “What chapter do the raptors come out with Channing Tatum?”
Ruby: You told her it’s Chris Pratt, right?
Ginger: I wanted to, but…
Ginger: But every time I start to text a response, all I can see are Velociraptors in cufflinks and bowties circling a pole, bouncing in rhythm with My Pony by Ginuwine.
Ruby: …do they look like Chippendale’s Raptors?
Ginger: …they do.
Ruby: Tell your mother it’s Chris Pratt. Maybe that will make the image go away for both of us…
Ginger: Okay. I’ll try that.
Ruby: …I can’t remove the image of a raptor just…twirling…around the pole now…
Ginger: I know. And now the rest of them are lining up and…posing…?
Ruby: IT DIDN’T HELP, GINGER!
Ginger: I REALIZE THAT NOW, RUBY!
Ruby: What did your mom say in reply?
Ginger: …her entire text reads “one pretty face looks like another.”
Ruby: …did you TELL her about the Chippen-raptors?
Ginger: I don’t think it’ll matter.
Ruby: I don’t think it will, either…I just…want them gone from my mind…
Ginger: We all do, Ruby…we all do…