Rose: You mean I can have another Diet Coke?
Mort: Of course you can, darlin'. [laughs] Why, she's even more charmin' than you said, Blanche. Matter of fact, waiter, bottle of your best champagne.
Rose: Did you hear that? Last time I had champagne, Miles and I crashed a bar mitzvah. By the way, Blanche, you have a large tuchus.
Blanche: That better mean bosom.