Blanche: Oh, I know for a fact my parents liked my sisters better than they did me.
Rose: Oh, Blanche, that's silly! How could you know a thing like that?
Blanche: They told me!
Dorothy: Oh, Blanche, I can't believe that your parents told you that! I don't care if they are from the south.
Blanche: Well, they didn't tell me in words. They told me in actions. Like on our birthdays. Now, when we were little, every year, my sisters had huge parties with clowns and magicians and tons of presents.
Dorothy: And you didn't.
Blanche: Well, not exactly. I mean, I did have parties and I had presents but I never had a clown. Not until I was much older.
Dorothy: Much older.
Blanche: Yeah. But that's another story.