"No?" Ruby responded to Fiona's advice about Chicago's Southside, her head tipping. It wasn't as though she would be going to Chicago any time soon unless she somehow found the door back to Fiona's world, and she wasn't quite feeling brave enough to go exploring on her own. Perhaps after a few drinks of whatever Fiona was making her. "That looks delicious, by the way," she said. "I have no idea what you're making, but I love strawberries."

"There's a door to the Caribbean here?" Ruby asked, her eyes visibly lighting up. "Girl, I grew up in Maine. I could use something tropical."