Dorothy: Blanche, aren't you even going to try to sleep?
Blanche: I'm too upset. Oh, Dorothy, let's face it. I'm not 16 anymore. There's no longer a line of beaus on the front porch waiting to ask Daddy if they can walk me to town. No more cotillions, no more sorority parties. I just lost the best thing that's happened to me since I met George. I'm just a stupid old fool, sitting up all night with a broken heart.
Dorothy: Blanche Devereaux, I cannot believe what I am hearing. You are the prettiest, most vibrant, most exciting woman I know. Men still line up for you.
Blanche: Really?
Dorothy: Your dance card is going to be full for the rest of your life and you know it.
Blanche: I don't know whether you meant that or not, Dorothy, but thank you. [exits]
Dorothy: [chuckles] Damn, I'm good.