Dorothy: How about a cup of tea, Ma? Hm?
Sophia: Good idea, pussycat.
Dorothy: Ma, you never thought I wasn't your daughter, did you?
Sophia: Of course not.
Dorothy: Because if you wanna check the results-
Sophia: Oh, don't talk crazy. Go in and make the tea. I'll be right in.
Dorothy: [returning] What have you got there?
Sophia: Nothing.
Dorothy: Ma, when you said you forgot your keys and you went back into the waiting room, you got the results of the test, didn't you?
Sophia: What if I did?
Dorothy: Let me see the lab results, Ma.
Sophia: Mrs. Petrillo to you.
Dorothy: Then I'm not your daughter.
Sophia: Got you, Dorothy! It was just a shopping list. You have absolutely no sense of humor. Just like your uncle Vito. At least, I think he was your uncle Vito. Kidding. Just kidding.