Blanche: Oh, but I haven't told you my wonderful news. My mother-in-law died.
Rose: Oh, I'm sorry.
Blanche: Well, I'm not. I loathed Mama Devereaux, and the feeling was entirely mutual. Till the day George died, she always introduced me as his first wife. I just hope the old witch went slowly.
Dorothy: I sense the period of mourning is over.