"Melinda?" A brow immediately arched upward. Were they not doing real names? And what was with the look on Ruby's face? She was either really being put off by this whole game or was very much on the verge of getting nominated for this year's best acting performance. Sam was beginning to dislike the amount of uncertainty he was getting out of this game. Usually, he knew that they were playing around. The air felt lighter and everything was fun. This seemed...well, awkward. And he and Ruby really didn't do awkward. "You don't really look like a Melinda to me. In fact, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you felt more like a Ruby."
This was usually about when Ruby would start smirking and joking along in her own subtle, Ruby-like way. Instead, Sam got comments about how he was invading her personal space and on the verge of squashing her to death. "I couldn't crush you," he pointed out, breaking character. "You're like, what, three times stronger than me? C'mon." He was still sort of joking around, but the uncertain smile on his face was enough indication that he felt like something was wrong. Expression softening a little, Sam tilted his head to the side and cast Ruby a concerned look. "Are you mad at me? What's going on?"
It was only then that he noticed that there was something missing. Her ring. The one that Ruby had been so proud to wear on her finger after their wedding - the ring that Sam had given her when he had promised to love her for the rest of his life. "Ruby..." Sam leaned back a little, that concerned look of his doubling twice over. "Where's your ring?" Maybe she was mad. Really mad.