[flashback:]
Dorothy: Oh, God, you are gorgeous.
Eduardo: Yes, I know. I am Eduardo.
Rose: Oh, Eduardo, tonight is important to us. We want to look our best.
Eduardo: Don't worry, ladies. After Eduardo does a woman's hair, the years melt away. She's transformed into a breathtaking, sensuous, vivacious goddess of beauty. I tried to get all that on the sign, but they charge by the letter. Perhaps we should begin by your telling me what you would like me to do.
Blanche: Here. I have a picture.
Eduardo: Well, this is not you. You are a vixen. For you, I see a saucier cut. An Audrey Hepburn look. Simple, elegant, and something to accent these delicate features.
Blanche: Can you really do all that?
Eduardo: My dear, in many respects, styling hair is like making love. To do it well, one must have trust, respect and a chair you can pump up and down.
Blanche: I am your clay. Mold me.