Dorothy: Oh, look, Ma. I know you're scared. I'll go with you. Look, when I was little, didn't you make me go and get all my shots?
Sophia: I had to lie to you and tell you we were going on the pony rides, and you fell for it time after time. Just like Pavlov's dog, only dumber.
Dorothy: OK, OK, Ma, if you don't wanna go to the doctor, you don't have to go to the doctor. All right? I'll tell you what. Why don't we spend tomorrow afternoon together? We'll work on our bonding. I'll take you to Wolfie's for an egg cream.
Sophia: A chocolate egg cream?
Dorothy: You betcha.
Sophia: Oh, boy! A chocolate egg cream! Forget it, Dorothy. I smell a pony ride.