This morning, at work.
Girl 1: Wait. So does Romeo, like, really think that she’s dead?
Girl 2: Yeah.
Girl 1: Seriously?
Girl 2: Yeah. And then he kills himself and when she wakes up and sees him dead she kills herself.
Girl 1: *dawning* Oh…I’ve got it now.
I do still love the “marry me Juliet/you’ll never have to be alone” line, though.