Dorothy: Blanche, why did you say that? You didn't really sleep with Elvis Presley.
Blanche: Dorothy, back where I come from, there were a lot of hillbilly boys with muttonchop sideburns named Elvis. The light was bad in the bayou. It could have happened.
Dorothy: Blanche, you never slept with Elvis Presley.
Blanche: Oh, all right, all right. But I once did make love to an unattractive boy named Ernest, and in the middle of it I cried out Elvis' name. Technically, I think that counts.