Virginia: That was a lovely lunch, Blanche. A lovely lunch in a lovely house with your lovely friends.
Blanche: Stop making fun of me, Virginia.
Virginia: Making fun of you? Honey, I was complimenting you.
Blanche: I heard the way you said "lovely."
Virginia: How did I say "lovely"?
Blanche: Oh, you know very well how you said "lovely." You said "lovely" the same way you say "lovely" to a date who's just shown up in a light-blue tuxedo.
Virginia: Well, I meant "lovely" no matter how it came out.
Blanche: I guess maybe I just didn't think you'd recognize good taste. You know, this house was done by Nancy Reagan's decorator.