Sophia: So, big talker, did you get your mitts on any tickets yet?
Dorothy: As a matter of fact, I did. Three tickets, rear orchestra.
Sophia: Three tickets, third row center.
Dorothy: Ma, how in the world did you get these?
Sophia: Easy. I called Frank. I told you I had connections.
Rose: You know Frank Sinatra?
Sophia: No, Frank Caravicci from the fish market. He's always been good to me. Never a bad piece of cod. He knows Frank.
Blanche: Sinatra?
Sophia: No, Frank Tortoni, the dry cleaner, Tina's third cousin once removed.
Dorothy: Tina Tortoni?
Sophia: Tina Sinatra!