Rose: Pepperoni!
Blanche: Uh-oh.
Dorothy: Don't tell Mom.
Rose: That could be an appetizer.
Blanche: Well, this is good. This is all food that would have spoiled.
Dorothy: Oh, boy. I am so glad that my date with Barry is tomorrow. The fat won't have time to show.
Rose: It won't?
Dorothy: No. It always takes a few days before it shows.
Rose: Where does it go in the meantime?
Dorothy: To Connecticut! How do I know where it goes?