Dorothy: Come on, Blanche. What are you looking for?
Blanche: I don't know. I just know it's not Jake. But I'm not going to let that discourage me from finding my Mr. Right. And I'm not going to compromise my standards, either. I am simply going to look high and low, far and wide, and never lose heart, for I know one day my prince will come.
Dorothy: Now, what was that supposed to mean?
Sophia: I wasn't paying close attention, but from what I could make of it, she's gonna sleep with that little black guy, Prince.