Kitty: Okay, now, if the Miller twins are fat, be nice. But if they're still thin, I don't want to hear any "hubba-hubbas" or remarks about doubling your pleasure. Remember, it's my reunion. I am the prettiest one here.
[When Kitty walks into the conference hall, it's hosting the "Mid-Western Area Rodeo Clowns"]
Red: Well, you are the prettiest one here.
Kitty: I don't understand. The invitation says the 29th.
Red: Kitty, that says the 23rd. I have been telling you for months that you need glasses. You know, one of these days, you're gonna wander off and fall into a hole.
Kitty: What hole? Where are these holes?
Red: They're everywhere. You just can't see 'em, 'cause you need glasses.