Sophia: Everybody, this is Vincenzo.
Dorothy: Ma, who is Vincenzo?
Sophia: Who he is doesn't matter. It's who he used to be. Thirty years ago, this man was one of Italy's foremost architects, respected the world over, creator of some of Europe's most beautiful cathedrals. Isn't that right, Vincenzo?
Vincenzo: [mumbles, chuckles]
Sophia: Today, he's a pathetic shell of a man who spends all day looking up women's dresses. Relax. He doesn't speak a word of English. Watch. Vincenzo?
Vincenzo: Eh?
Sophia: You're a wrinkled old pervert, right?
Vincenzo: [laughs approvingly]