Ruby: ...
Yang: (Muffled)
Ruby: ...
Yang: Ruby? Ruby? (Flicks coffee) RUBY! YOOHOO!
Ruby: Agh! Uh! What?! Yes?!
Yang: You were starin' off into space there, Rubes. (Turns, Turns back) You feelin' queasy for ol' Vomit Boy there?
Ruby: Yes! No! Maybe!
Yang: Go over there and talk to him!
Ruby: No, no! I can't!
Yang: Sure, ya can! (Grabs her hood, Yanks) Just go over there! Start with "Hi." if you have to.
Ruby: O-Okay... (Deep breath, Squeaks) Hi...
Ruby: (Turns around, Tears welling) He didn't say hi back. He must hate me.
Yang: ...Ya wanna try again after you actually walk up to him? You didn't even try getting close to him!
Ruby: No, he hates me. (Sniffles) There's no other explanation.
Yang: Besides the fact you're a social train wreck?












