Dorothy: I'm afraid I have some bad news.
Rose: Blanche, I'm afraid I have some bad news.
Blanche: Goodness! I'd better sit down. Dorothy just said she had bad news.
Rose: Oh. Well, since you got here first, you go ahead and tell her first.
Dorothy: No, you go ahead.
Rose: No, really.
Dorothy: I insist.
Rose: You got here first.
Blanche: Girls, please! Will one of you just say something so I can become hysterical, eat a box of Mallomars and get it over with?