Dorothy: Hi, Ma. What are you eating?
Sophia: Ziti.
Dorothy: Ma, it's nine o'clock in the morning. You're eating a bowl of pasta?
Sophia: No, I'm eating a bowl of Nabisco Zitios. Of course I'm eating pasta. I need to gain weight. I'm wasting away, Dorothy.
Dorothy: What do you mean?
Sophia: I got weighed this morning. I couldn't believe what I saw. 98lbs.
Dorothy: What do you usually weigh?
Sophia: 99.
Dorothy: Ma, you lost one pound. Thank you, Rene Descartes. I'm looking for advice, not arithmetic.