[The girls enter a hospital room and walk over to a patient whose entire face is wrapped in bandages like a mummy]
Dorothy: Blanche, honey. How are you?
[The patient makes indistinct murmurs]
Rose: Oh, you're probably pretty uncomfortable now, but in a few days you'll be feeling fine.
Sophia: Can we get you anything?
[The patient again makes indistinct murmurs before lifting up their bed sheet.]
Dorothy: Whoa.
Sophia: I think you've got yourself one hell of a lawsuit there, Blanche.
Rose: Was this a last-minute decision?
Dorothy: We're very sorry, sir.