Quote from Blanche in Sick and Tired: Part 1
Blanche: Dorothy, maybe I ought to go to New York with you. New York is a writer's city. I could hang out at the Algonquin, talk to my colleagues, get the juices going. Dorothy: Honey, I'm going just for two days to see a doctor. I've asked Rose to go with me. Blanche: Rose? Why her? Dorothy: She's comforting. Blanche: And I'm not? Sophia: You told me you were having a pedicure when your husband was dying. Blanche: Well, of course I was, Sophia. It was the third Thursday of the month. If I'd cancelled, that would have been it for July and August when I'd be wearing open-toed sandals. Sophia: Angel of mercy. Blanche: Well, I didn't know he was gonna pick that precise hour to die. How could I know that? Rose: Well, he was in a coma. Blanche: Oh, he'd been in a coma for days.