Sophia: What do you want me to do? Kick them out? There's not a room in town. These people come from a small town in Iowa, much like St. Olaf.
Rose: Really?
Sophia: I don't lie about stuff like this, Rose. The good people in that town saved and sacrificed so that Peter and Maddy could have one weekend of fun before his operation.
Rose: Well, he looks fine.
Sophia: Oh, tell him that. Look, call me crazy. I don't see anything wrong with giving a veteran his last wish, and making some dough.
Rose: Well, I guess they can stay.
Sophia: Thank you, Rose. Here, take this out there, make sure they pay.
Rose: Oh, I don't think it's right to charge them.
Sophia: Neither do I, but he hates pity.
Rose: I understand. [exits]
Sophia: What a tool.