Viola: "I cannot believe she compared me to Gertrude!"
Ruby: "I know. Now that's just wrong."
Viola: "Thank You."
Ruby: "You are far worse. I don't recall Gertrude ever trying to poison you. And I'm pretty sure she wore black to your wedding."
Viola: "Black. Yeah, she said she was in mourning. I just want my son to be happy."
Ruby: "Whatever made you think he wasn't?"