Quote from Sophia in The Artist
Blanche: You went for the same reason Rose went: To get your hands on my man. Dorothy: What exactly makes you think he's your man? Sophia: Who? Blanche: Maybe that I found him first. Sophia: Who? Dorothy: He dumped you for me. Sophia: Who? Dorothy: Laszlo, Ma. Sophia: Who's Laszlo? Rose: A Hungarian artist we've all been posing nude for. Sophia: In the future, a simple "none of your business, Sophia" will suffice.