Dorothy: Rose, what are you doing out? I thought you were asleep.
Rose: I went out to get provisions. I figured we'd be up all night talking.
Dorothy: I'm going to bed.
Blanche: She don't feel like talking.
Rose: But I got chocolate macadamia-nut cheesecake and rum-raisin ice cream.
Dorothy: Oh, alright. Start cutting. You scoop.
Blanche: That's my girl.