Blanche: Rose, listen to us.
Dorothy: Rose, we're the ones who wrote those letters.
Rose: What?
Blanche: We were just trying to cheer you up, honey.
Dorothy: Oh, honey, and we couldn't find the right moment to tell you about it. Oh, honey, we're so sorry.
Isaac Newton: Well, I'm glad you straightened that out. I was beginning to remember writing those letters.