Sophia: It's too bad we're not back home. There's no place like Sicily.
Rose: Why do you say that, Sophia?
Sophia: Because in Sicily I could solve this with one phone call.
Blanche: To whom?
Sophia: Nicodemo the Ugly. Whenever you wanted to look gorgeous at a party, you hired him to be your date.
Blanche: You mean women paid him to stand next to them at parties and look disgusting?
Sophia: Please. They paid through the nose. That's also how he usually gave them their change.