Rose: Hi, girls. Some party, isn't it?
Blanche: What are you so cheerful about?
Rose: Why shouldn't I be?
Dorothy: Well, for starters, any minute now, this entire room could be looking at a statue of your nude body.
Rose: Nude? The statue's gonna be nude?
Dorothy: What did you think? He'd put it in a rain poncho and a fireman's hat?