Blanche: What's the matter, honey? Something wrong?
Rose: Yes. No. Well, I guess yes and no.
Dorothy: Honey, what is it?
Rose: I found out this morning I'm gonna be a mother again.
Dorothy: Rose, we've been over this a hundred times. You cannot get pregnant using the toilet at the mall.
Sophia: I'll bet it's a boy. You're carrying really high in the front.